[Perhaps the other most notable thing about the scene when Dimitri arrived (beyond the unusual sword, which was planted in front of something -- rather, someone) was the presence of a young woman. She seemed to be sleeping, but not in the same way as anyone else would, as far as he might be aware. The redhead looked... dormant. As if hibernating, even.
But as Dimitri's fingers touch upon the hilt, the strange, cross-shaped gem inlaid in its pommel begins to glow intensely. It brightens, shines blindingly.
And before long, when he can open his eyes again, he'll find he's drawn into a world he's never seen before. Bells chime in the distance, seemingly sounding one's heartbeat with the pace it comes at, and further along is a tree.
Under this tree is the young woman he saw resting in front of the sword, looking over the idyllic town below.]
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Date: 2022-11-12 02:35 am (UTC)But as Dimitri's fingers touch upon the hilt, the strange, cross-shaped gem inlaid in its pommel begins to glow intensely. It brightens, shines blindingly.
And before long, when he can open his eyes again, he'll find he's drawn into a world he's never seen before. Bells chime in the distance, seemingly sounding one's heartbeat with the pace it comes at, and further along is a tree.
Under this tree is the young woman he saw resting in front of the sword, looking over the idyllic town below.]