❂ sixteen | audio [ forward dated to tomorrow morning. ]

[gazingup]

—and I was so frightened. I was looking for flowers for Victoria, and then I got lost in the forest, and then I couldn't find a way out, and- and then I walked into a dream, and I found this strange place, and all the lights, and all the big buildings, and they all look like monsters—

[ His train of words may have just been completely incomprehensible between the tears and the speed of his voice. The muffled sobs continue, as if he's pressing his face against something. ]

I thought I'd be lost forever. Forever and ever! [ some sniffling here ] I'm so happy I've found you, Papa. Everything will be fine, right?

[ ooc: Tristan is age-cursed down to the tiny age of 4! All replies will be from tinytristan. ]

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[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

I know of her. Sadly. Assuming she's the same--- Well, there is one way to find out I suppose--- You're both from the village of Wall, isn't that right?

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[tinytristan.livejournal.com]

That's right! She lives one street down and two streets up from me, and she has really pretty blonde hair, and a smile that's like flowers.

voice ][

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

...that's very sweet.

[ pause ]

I hope she appreciates what flowers you do find.

Are you alone?

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[tinytristan.livejournal.com]

Last time she lost them.



This time I'll find brighter ones! She can't forget.

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[tinytristan.livejournal.com]

I'm not! I found Mister Caspian.

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[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

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[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

Brighter ones. Right.

[ . . . ]

You 'found' him?

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[tinytristan.livejournal.com]

Red ones, or maybe blue ones. Are there rainbow flowers?

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[tinytristan.livejournal.com]

He was with his horse, and I thought he was my Papa, and I went to him, but he wasn't him, but he was awfully nice to me. He's a lot like Papa, but he has a weird voice.

Who're you?