[Beau is one of those people lucky enough to not often remember her dreams, or rather, get very good at dismissing them from years of badly-repressed trauma. But this one might almost look familiar, or rather, one where Jon's intrusion doesn't seem out of place.
At first glance, it's a city, albiet one set in time before skyscrapers or cars. People are bustling about, shopping or kids playing in the street, horse drawn carts making their way to market with goods or drunkards stumbling out of taverns. And it's just a normal scene, for a few moments. Until Beau herself enters, running, pushing through the crowd.
Every time she comes into contact with someone, something, or even the pavement beneath her, it seems to twist under her weight until it's looking at her. Every person's eyes are suddenly red, the floors are opening up with those gazes, and they swell out bigger and bigger the longer she lingers. The entire city appears to be one connected fleshy being, growing eyes and eyes and eyes.
And despite her fear, Beau is mostly pretty fucking mad. Meaning when she sees Jon-- without even knowing it's Jon-- she just thinks it's part of the regular horseshit. But that's never meant she can't fight her own subconcious, so here she goes, barreling towards him and yelling.]
Seriously?? Are you doing this shit again? We killed these guys, it's dead, do you hear me??
til the sun is in the sky (cw: body horror)
At first glance, it's a city, albiet one set in time before skyscrapers or cars. People are bustling about, shopping or kids playing in the street, horse drawn carts making their way to market with goods or drunkards stumbling out of taverns. And it's just a normal scene, for a few moments. Until Beau herself enters, running, pushing through the crowd.
Every time she comes into contact with someone, something, or even the pavement beneath her, it seems to twist under her weight until it's looking at her. Every person's eyes are suddenly red, the floors are opening up with those gazes, and they swell out bigger and bigger the longer she lingers. The entire city appears to be one connected fleshy being, growing eyes and eyes and eyes.
And despite her fear, Beau is mostly pretty fucking mad. Meaning when she sees Jon-- without even knowing it's Jon-- she just thinks it's part of the regular horseshit. But that's never meant she can't fight her own subconcious, so here she goes, barreling towards him and yelling.]
Seriously?? Are you doing this shit again? We killed these guys, it's dead, do you hear me??