coraline

[private]

It's the field again. Rain has beaded on the grass. Storm clouds lower in the sky. The tree is still there, at least, and today Light's settled on one of its branches.

He doesn't remember the details of these dreams when he's awake, but they're unsettling him more and more.

[[OOC: private to stripesandheels.]]
tell me what your telescope says

[private]

Light is not entirely sure where he is, or why. There's bright green grass beneath him, and the sun overhead is warm on his face. Lying back in the grass, he folds one arm over his eyes; wherever he is, he decides, it's not unpleasant.

[[OOC: private to refractings.]]