FADE IN:

INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT

The room is full of people, the sound of the crowd a blur in her ears. They are looking at REINA, all of them. Whispers echo in the air.

Daisy Chains

Nightmare II - Marionette

Whoever said you can't feel pain in your dream lied.

Nightmare I - Red

The wind brought with it the scent of heavy pine and maple, a smell that clung to Yishen whenever he arrived before Bolin’s blue door. It was too bright of a color for such meetings, something so clandestine, the color of the ocean on a clear day. 

like moonlight

The color he remembered most vividly was purple. It stained his lips, his skin, his sheets, bringing with it the reek of wine that burned his nostrils.

the ridge

The clouds were cotton candy pink, stained by the sun’s rays. Golden light spilled over them both, lighting upon tanned skin and white sheets.

august

It’s strange how you can stare the inevitable in the eye

And feel both so much and nothing at all

Grief

FADE IN:

EXT. ON THE BEACH - MORNING - PRESENT

Black rock stands against crystal blue skies.
Seagulls caw in the distance, cutting through the
gentle sound of the tides washing in.


Venessa Young

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