Far Away
Title: Far Away
Fandom: Original
Characters: Two and unnamed XD!
Party: 1 / 1
Rating: PG
Notes: Experiment short and surreal, as well as highly unrealistic, but still ... I came so XD!
beach.
the sea.
Heaven.
... a Mustang overturned on its side?
I jumped up from the sand that was brewing with the warmth of my body sat down to look around.
This is the exact definition of the word "nothing".
Not a breath of wind that made the creepy atmosphere.
I can see the mass of the cobalt blue sea not far away, but also sharpening my ears can not hear the constant lapping of the surf and lazy.
lift up my eyes. The sun is
zenith.
I overflow the top of the head movement in a cautious and prudent.
Besides the natural warmth of the hair and scalp do not feel much.
not, from this position should the sun beats down on my head, making it unnaturally hot.
But ... On second thought I do not feel anything.
This alone would not make sense. Does not radiate heat. The sand is white and fresh. It makes no sense.
Maybe it snow ... But no, there I was sitting on it until now, would have to dissolve in the heat of my body.
Besides, it's very possible that it snows in the sea?
and ... possible that the sun does not radiate warmth?
... and the sea? What has become of her voice?
... where the fuck am I then?
- Why have you raised? -
sound different from those caused by my thoughts, how nice.
I look down.
A guy sitting at my feet in jeans and T-shirt, normality in its banal everyday uniform.
- Who are you? -
- What do you mean? -
- What I said .-
- Are you crazy, are you? -
I find myself looking around again, and I laugh.
- ... I think so .- The type
snorts, and is the first breath of wind that comes to shake the stillness of the air of this place, for today.
- Why have you snorted? -
- What is it, I can not puff in peace? -
I feel my lips curl. I always do when something irritates me.
And this here is really starting to make me get annoyed.
- Good manners are not an option, you know -
- Well, in your case it is not even ask stupid questions, I see .-
- What is it, being in this place you get bored and move on time you want to quarrel with the first passing? Well, sorry, but with me it does not work .- The type
snorts back, turning to look down, and seems more willing to say a word.
But I have a question that concerns me about the language, and I must give her satisfaction.
- Hey? -
- Hmm? -
- What is this place? -
Lift up your eyes, looking dazed.
Now that I look good, I notice that has blue eyes, large, with the long black lashes and embarrassing to be their frame.
- ... fool me? -
- Of course not! -
type sighs.
- Your question is absurd .-
- It is also this place, and this conversation, but I'm not complaining mica .-
smile.
- The absurd does not frighten me .-
smiles too.
E 'beautiful when she smiles.
- Not to me .-
He stands up.
- So, you really know where we are? -
- I've asked him! Obviously I want to know! -
The smile disappears from his lips, and I am grateful, because it is too good to give way to any other expression.
- Ok ... Look at the top left. -
I carry out his instructions and hunting ... urletto a surprise.
- those ... are the letters ...? -
- Read what is written
.- I read slowly, because the writing is upside down.
- Pla ... ce bo ... ... - After a few seconds
express correctly what the letters hanging in midair.
- Placebo. You do not care about us ... But what does it mean? -
No response.
- Hey? Where have you gone? -
I do not have time to finish the sentence that the Mustang, the beach, the sea and sky fade to black for a radical change of scenery ...
God, what the hell ...?
Do not fall asleep on the train ... I have never seen before. I must be really exhausted.
cabbage, I have a desire to rub his eyes, but I can not ... stupid mascara.
Uff ... As soon as I get home I take a shower and I head straight to bed, these work rates are killing me.
I need to stretch out, I have legs stiff.
Who knows what I dreamed ... Already I no longer remember.
surely must have been something very interesting, then.
Oh well, it's time to pull out my trusty mp3 player. This song
no, too slow ... I need to give me the alarm.
Oh, You Do not Care About Us Placebo. Perfect, really.
Oh, Brian, Brian ... You mean that you make me dream.
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