[ PRP ] Broken in pieces (Shaheen)

[Zoobey]

Shaheen was having a particularly unusual dream.

She was back home, her true home before everything had been taken from her, back on the warm soils with her War comrades, back in the sun and the lush tree canopies and there had been so many of them back then, all warriors.

It wasn't specifically a bad dream, or it didn't start off that way, and then quite suddenly, it occurred to her that she indeed was inside a dream and still within it.

The moment she did - everything turned into ash, immediately dissolving into a maddening grey, and she felt someone watching from behind her. A shadow, a presence, familiar, but unplaceable.

Seussi

 

[Seussi]

There was something about this place that was so much better than the one she now called home. Perhaps it was just a feeling of comfort and nostalgia, of being surrounded by the multitude of warriors, the sun, the humidity, the lush green jungles that no place in the human world, Halloween, or anywhere between could hope to compare to. It was just better here. This was where she belonged.

Until she abruptly realized that it wasn't quite right. Well, not so much that it wasn't right, but just....that it wasn't real. This place wasn't possible, and with knowledge of that fact came a pang of loss, and the awareness that she could not actually be here.

It was just a dream.

Still, the chieftain thought that she could at least enjoy this, a memory, a place still buried deep in her consciousness that she could return to from time to time. She could witness the warriors that once followed her into battle as they practiced aerial formations. She could listen to the rush of waves that broke upon the isles shores and bask in that familiar scent of home that was carried along the breeze, tossing long curly locks of hair away from a bronzed face, raised in pride.

Her pleasure lasted not even a moment. Barely half of one, and everything was suddenly gone, awash in grey like that which clawed at her mind, that tainted her thoughts and features. The world had twisted into bleak wasteland before her.

She felt something, someone behind her, and she turned, eyes narrowed, a hiss of annoyance in the words that she spoke. The presence was undeniable, and familiar, and yet....

"Who are you? What do you want?"

Zoobey