COURT: Heart Game!

[upmoving]

[Your consciousness drifts in to the sound of discordant whispers. It sounds like a hushed argument in another room, something you can't quite catch. You're cold. Your skin tingles slightly, and then...]

Comments

Re: the well

[royallyfuckedup]

I know you don't. But I can't stay. Maybe eventually you won't be so lonely, but right now I have to go.

Re: the well

[upmoving]

You're always going-- I hate you!

[That's not what's being expressed by clinging and crying, but it sure is typical Ariel.]

Re: the well

[royallyfuckedup]

Am I always going?

Re: the well

[upmoving]

You are! You always want to be somewhere else. You always want someone else, but I never said you could go!

Re: the well

[royallyfuckedup]

Are you lonely?

Re: the well

[upmoving]

[What's lonely he sure doesn't know nope.]

I want you to listen to me. Only to me.

[But the longer you engage this problem the more he sounds like the brother you know.]

Re: the well

[royallyfuckedup]

[Kiddo.]

Think about what I said.

[It's time to disengage and levitate out.]

Re: the well

[upmoving]

[You do that and leave an immediately hysterical child, just to end up in what looks like the exact mess you two had to run through to escape this place, all that time ago. The well disappears behind you, turning into a charred and broken flowerbed, and you find yourself even more faded, beginning to be noticeably translucent.]