Walk into the Sun

Mati Church · 09-02-2010, 03:02 PM

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This brought her back to her childhood, reminding her of times far more simple and of days that were always filled with fun. The only thing that topped being able to run around the castle with Rio and exploring all the rooms and swooning over the dazzling details of the buildings construction was being with Cambira. She could not help purple eyes that wandered often, even if her mind was occupied by Rio’s gestures and words their gaze still stole one glance after another of the interior of the castle. The Manor was simple, and if there was something special about it the Church fey had already become numb to its uniqueness and now found it ordinary.

But when the handle was held in her hand and no longer attached to it’s door she looked down at it with complete attention and focus. Her immediate surprise was so very quickly pushed aside by the amusement that she felt about the situation and Mati found that Rio seemed better at keeping herself together and only smiled at the half-sister’s folly. She watched as the slender female turned to the door and tried to give it a push. Mati looked down to the handle and gave a shrug, shook her head and placed it on the nearest flat surface before joining Rio and pushed her palms against the wooden door.

It took most of her might before the door moved all the way open, submitting to their combined effort and then giving way to swing open. It fit the wall with a thud, causing the Dreamer to flinch and wonder if anyone had heard it. She was beginning to see that they were disturbing much more then they had intended. But her mind moved to the open room, propelled by curiosity and looked into the darkness. She wasn’t sure if it was a dressing room or what it could have been used as, but the fey slowly stepped inside with wide eyes.

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Rio Marino · 09-28-2010, 06:32 PM

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Oh my gosh, Alli — I am so sorry for this wait.

Even though she pushed and shoved with all her might, Rio had no hope of opening the door without Mati's help. She was a scrawny, ungainly creature compared to the curvaceous woman standing next to her. As Mati joined her in the fight for entry through the stubborn oaken door, its hinges loosed and it swept open before them. Rio was sure that none of her weak effort had rendered them through. Without Mati, she would never have seen what lay before them in the slowly ebbing darkness of the smaller room.

Steadily, the light from the windowed chamber to their backs illuminated their view, a watercolor palette of hanging headdresses, gowns, scarves, and all manner of woman's dress. Rio gasped, entranced by swirl of colorful fabrics. She touched her sister's arm excitedly and proceeded within, her hands moving of their own accord to brush against the rows of soft and silky clothing. This is treasure, she spoke, her voice toned down and gentle with awe. She looked back to her companion, eager to see her reaction to the wonders they had found. She could think of no more satisfying a discovery, none imaginable even in the rooms of the castle that remained closed.

The sisters spent the rest of the day fooling girlishly with the dresses, imagining always the life of the princesses who had worn them. When the hour was late, they left the castle and returned to their separate homes. Rio left with a smile on her face, feeling remarkably relaxed after the afternoon of fun.

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