a woven dream

“Here, Bianca, take my hands.”

Laurent waits patiently for her to feel around for them and when she does, the demigoddess’s hands wrap securely.

Having the trust of her dear friend causes for her heart to skip a beat. A lot has been going on lately, between her studies and the unraveling secrets that have spilt akin to the pounding rain. There’s been a lot that she’s been learning about herself, about her former family, about the complications tied to her own family’s history. But she remains vigilante, Laurent knows she has to ride this out till the very end and then it’ll be over and the obstacle moved over.

With the help of her Aunt’s technology, Bianca has been able to see glimpses of their faces. It had only been tiny successes, but small leaps in the scientific field nonetheless. However, Laurent knows for a fact it may be a long time until that discovery might be finalized. Due to having a better grasp at utilizing her abilities, she strives to help Bianca, her dear friend, even more.

She is her dream, a glittering star within the darkness that’s dim in hue. Laurent would do anything for her.

“Mm…all right, don’t let go okay? Now…I want you to help me concentrate on an image, I’m going to describe it verbally to you now.” Laurent instructs gently, lips pulling into a small smile. She’s always pulled her illusions outward into the physical world before, never sending them into one’s mind space. Said illusions were once used in dreams, as her ancestor’s partner told her during one of their lessons.

Laurent then describes an idyllic scene to Bianca, filled with flowers, violets, roses, lavender, poppies and much more. There’s a rolling field of grass surrounding them, with a few trees peppered in that have strong bases and branches that gnarl and poke out providing a large area of shade to sit under.

And it’s just the two of them, under her spell, under her illusion.

“Now…open your eyes.” A strange sensation causes Bianca’s eyelids to tingle and before her is the same field described. She can see! Not only can she see her surroundings but Laurent’s visage as well. With their hands bound, Laurent was successfully able to transfer her own consciousness into Bianca’s vivid daydream.

Laurent’s form flickers, going between with how she wants to present herself. She soon settles on the one people typically see.

“What do you think? Haha…continue to hold onto my hands…okay? Otherwise what you’re seeing now will unravel.”