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strangetrip2018-05-02 11:20 am
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[EP] I am made of stars - OTA
It was night and everything smelled like the sea.
Snow White lay spread-eagle in middle of the parking lot, staring up at the stars. Her hair fanned around her head, inky black and, seeing as she hadn’t bothered to cut it since her arrival, growing almost absurdly long.
The sun had set over an hour ago and the sky was full into the black. The moon, not quite full but still nearly so, shone down silver and cool like a single huge, impassive eye. The sight of so much sky and so little horizon left her feeling dizzy, as though if she could forget the feeling of pavement under her back she might float upward and be lost in that eternity up there. It reminded her distantly of Mrs. H’s mirror and how it had caught the moon in its glass. But not enough to spoil the view. Not enough to make her afraid.
She’d had the nightmare again last night, the one where she was caught in the room full of fire. In the beginning it came every night. Then slowly but surely, it became less frequent. She hadn’t burned through the night in months. Logically, it would be months again before the fire, but she still couldn’t quite face going in, lying down, and closing her eyes.
She thought of Sansa and--because she had never asked--wondered if the stars in Westeros were different from the ones above her now. She wondered if that velvet black had a texture, and then if it was stupid to wonder that. She named all the constellations and stars she knew, some from her childhood observations, some from books she’d read in the library. Her gaze fixed for a time on Polaris.
She didn’t think anybody was around to hear her. “It’s so far away that no matter where we are, that’s still north.” It was a wild thought.
Snow White lay spread-eagle in middle of the parking lot, staring up at the stars. Her hair fanned around her head, inky black and, seeing as she hadn’t bothered to cut it since her arrival, growing almost absurdly long.
The sun had set over an hour ago and the sky was full into the black. The moon, not quite full but still nearly so, shone down silver and cool like a single huge, impassive eye. The sight of so much sky and so little horizon left her feeling dizzy, as though if she could forget the feeling of pavement under her back she might float upward and be lost in that eternity up there. It reminded her distantly of Mrs. H’s mirror and how it had caught the moon in its glass. But not enough to spoil the view. Not enough to make her afraid.
She’d had the nightmare again last night, the one where she was caught in the room full of fire. In the beginning it came every night. Then slowly but surely, it became less frequent. She hadn’t burned through the night in months. Logically, it would be months again before the fire, but she still couldn’t quite face going in, lying down, and closing her eyes.
She thought of Sansa and--because she had never asked--wondered if the stars in Westeros were different from the ones above her now. She wondered if that velvet black had a texture, and then if it was stupid to wonder that. She named all the constellations and stars she knew, some from her childhood observations, some from books she’d read in the library. Her gaze fixed for a time on Polaris.
She didn’t think anybody was around to hear her. “It’s so far away that no matter where we are, that’s still north.” It was a wild thought.

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She didn't expect to find her stargazing in the middle of the empty parking lot. She was trying to decide if she should pass on by when the girl said something. It was dark enough, though, and Maya hadn't been paying close enough attention to have seen what it was she said. "Sorry. What was that?" she asked quietly, watching this time.
Snow & Maya
Among other things, that was what had made her so unfair to Dani. Snow wondered if she could manage to apologize, if she met Dani again.
And maybe that was why she simply repeated herself. She'd watched Maya enough to realize the woman was deaf, though she didn't fully understand how Naya could do everything she did in that case. But she accepted it. She pointed to the north star. "It’s so far away that no matter where we are, that’s still north."
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"So far away it seems to stand still." She sat down cross-legged beside Snow, easier to read her lips than if they were both lying on their backs, looking up at the stars. "At home, when I was growing up, it was only the brightest starts we could see. Too much light pollution in the city. Polaris was easy to find." Lying on a roof in Hell's Kitchen when the apartment was like an oven well into the night and at least outside you could maybe get a breeze if you were lucky.
"But sometimes we'd 'get away for awhile' and the sky seemed to come to life, there were so many stars."
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"Now we really are in the middle of nowhere. But the sky seems just as big." It was an invitation, if Snow wanted to accept it. Or just an acknowledgement, maybe an understanding, why you might want to lie down in the middle of an empty parking lot under the stars. Even if Maya would almost always pick a roof over the ground.
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It's just another night
And I'm staring at the moon
I saw a shooting star
And thought of you
I sang a lullaby
By the waterside and knew
If you were here,
I'd sing to you
You're on the other side
As the skyline splits in two
I'm miles away from seeing you
I can see the stars
From Marquet
I wonder, do you see them, too?
So open your eyes and see
The way our horizons meet
And all of the lights will lead
Into the night with me
And I know these scars will bleed
But both of our hearts believe
All of these stars will guide us home
I can hear your heart
In my memory beat
It's okay our old song
And I thought of us
Back to the time,
You were lying next to me
I looked across and fell in love
So I took your hand
Back through moon lit streets I knew
Everything led back to you
So can you see the stars?
Over Tal'Dorei
You're the song my heart is
Beating to
So open your eyes and see
The way our horizons meet
And all of the lights will lead
Into the night with me
And I know these scars will bleed
But both of our hearts believe
All of these stars will guide us home
And, oh, I know
And oh, I know, oh
I can see the stars
From Marquet.
The Gnome is sitting on a small bench looking up at the stars.
Snow & Scanlan
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He hadn't noticed her at first - he was not very perceptive sometimes, but when she moved, he finally noticed her against the dark ground. He slowly stopped his lute playing. "...Was I disturbing you?"
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Snow blinked at him slowly, not unlike an owl. Except perhaps without the air of 'well, he's sort of like a mouse, I could give it a shot.' "You weren't."
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Well, that was good at least... though she was a little unsettling.
"Alright....... are you, okay?"
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Kitty & Snow
She didn't want to attract attention. She just wanted to be outside. To feel the air move and hear the animals--and all the things that Kitty Pryde had never been interested in before Lara Croft made her imagine adventures that crew out of curiosity and passion instead of evil megalomaniacs who wanted to control the world.
Which made it a complete mystery to Kitty herself, and almost certainly to Snow White, why Kitty 'decloaked', slowly allowing herself to be seen and then lowering herself to the ground. It was the first time that she'd used her powers when it seemed likely Snow White would notice, and she had no idea why she'd done it, except maybe that Lara had been distrustful and nearly hostile at first, too.
"Triple star system with a variable main star," Kitty offered quietly, not assuming Snow didn't know, just sharing the space.
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Snow made a noncommittal noise in the back of her throat, but she didn't tense or bristle or otherwise adversely react to Kitty's presence. For all that they'd been skirting each other so much that it had become a force of habit... now that they were she wasn't exactly thrilled to have the woman's company but she wasn't tossing it off, either. "Read something like that in the library."
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"Didn't know there were people out there," Snow murmured. She vaguely understood the idea that there were people living on other planets, but it wasn't something that had really cemented itself in her mind as a reality she grasped.
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"Does north and south matter?" he asked, quietly, ready to go if she wanted him to, looking up at the stars himself.
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"So it is, my love," Regina said as she settled on the parking lot beside her daughter. "May I join you?"
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"Boyfriend busy?" Snow asked in answer to that. It wasn't sarcastic or jealous or anything like that, just a question.
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