#claervoyants

[cageslip]

ATTN : @claervoyants . @ : EXT . CABIN 7 LAWN . JUNE 8 . MID DAY , SOLAR ZENITH .

cross - legged , bare feet sticking to her thighs , soft grass poking up into her legs , she is at a strange level of peace . the sun is beating onto the back of her neck , she's sweating . if she was wearing the garish orange shirt — she'd have stains . as it is , she's wearing a men's xl floyd shirt . black . she moves around her salad earnestly while the two of them catch up . it's been almost a year . somehow , though , piper exists outside of time . floats above it . her own strange level of peace . it could've been six years , and they'd still find themselves here : stretching out across the grass , dialoguing out the sagas of their respective lives . stories that unwind forever , come back forever .

" i don't know , man . it was crazy . he meant it . he always means it — " mouth full of lettuce . she takes a sip of coke . " but like , last night , he meant it . he does NOT want anyone off - camp . i basically had to swear on everything holy i wouldn't run or he was gonna chain me to the radiator . i'm literally shocked i'm allowed out of the cabin . i'm telling you — he's freaked . they're freaked . " that's the thing : it's camp . so there's that safe feeling . it's the smell of campfire and mosquito repellent playing tricks on your brain . you eat a strawberry off the vine and everything feels aligned , miraculous . but there's something , something right now , that feels off . it's camp , so there's that safe feeling . but you can feel it too — that thin edge the mist . the melt - down of the walls . it's oc and piper , talking shit about ares boys and rockstars , but something else hangs above them in the air . tilting at their balance , their levels of peace . oc picks each crouton out one by one . tries to remember if it always felt this way .

[deadun]

⋆ when the world ended — when she died, would she end up in the same part of the underworld as piper ? @claervoyants

house of the dragon s1e7 "driftmark" (dir. miguel sapochnik), girls against god by florence + the machine, young & sad by noah cyrus, louise glück, amy burning jo's book in little women (2019) (dir. greta gerwig), character list in antigone by sophocles, [loving] by jack veasey in handful of hair, the case of bucky briar by jack van cleaf, golden girl by frank ocean, the other boleyn girl (dir. justin chadwick), genesis 4:9

[ptolomeas]

CLOSED STARTER .ᐟ @ ARTS & CRAFTS CENTER with @claervoyants, MID - MORNING, ON THE EIGHTH

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[deadun]

fated for : @claervoyants ⋆ wei , piper .

location : the apollo cabin .

phia resents requiring anything of the person who left her behind so easily. her sister had once been her confidante, her only companion  —  now, phia thought she stood on the same level as those who read about piper in gossip magazines. " have you seen barb ? " she questions, referencing the undead mutt that often acted as her shadow, trailing her to and from kansas each time she made the trip. the scruffy shepherd - hound mix could have been frightened off by the police cruisers — or she could've made her way to the underworld once more. in which case, phia would have to set aside time to bring her back.