Thread: Man Of My Dreams (SketchyEquine x Traveler)

A wind rushed between the petals of the flower the woman was holding, and they flew off into the great, blue abyss of the sky. There must have been millions of them growing in the empty meadow. Each one brightly illuminated as perfect rays of light bounced off of its surface. Every single flower was a perfect replica of its neighbor and not a single one held any hint of imperfection. Perfect flowers. Perfect leaves. Perfect rolling hills. Perfect blades of grass. Everything around the woman was perfect. Slowly, Emmaline plucked vibrant pink petals from the daisy in her hand and watched them fall. A tear streaked over the apples of her cheek as she plucked. The motion was slow and easy at first, but before she got to the end of the flower she ripped the petals out furiously and crumpled them in her hand before throwing them onto the ground. Fuck this perfect flower! She shouted into the abyss around her before a quiet sob racked her body. Fuck this entire fucking perfect world! She screamed. This perfect world, you ask? It was all in Emmalines head. This was some sort of solitary limbo that only the lone coma patient could see. For one reason or another, she was here instead of able to wake up. Would she ever wake up? This world was beautiful, but it was lonely. Every waking day was torturous as she wandered through the motions. An interesting thing, really, to feel nothing. Emmaline could not truly feel the wind in her face nor touch the soft petals of a bloom this universe was all pretend. She was trapped in the constraints of her mind. Although this world was beautiful, the woman longed for the real thing again. The closest thing Emmaline had to reality was the voices of her loved ones that would echo through the sky. She could hear them every time they visited her in the hospital. She would sob and scream to them hoping, praying they could hear her too. They never did. How could they? Emmaline was little more than a trapped soul. She couldnt so much as move a single finger. Speech seemed damn near impossible. Might as well go for a walk in my own head then She spoke to herself before hoisting herself up off of her haunches. Emmalines bare feet hit the soil over and over again as she wandered. The best thing about this world is that it was ever changing. Emma could make it whatever she wanted it to be. As she focused her mind, the entire world around her went blank. In every direction was sheer white. Nothing of interest. However, that view only lasted a fraction of a second before blurry images began to form on all sides of the woman. Soon Emma found herself weaving through a forest of monstrous redwood trees. They were exactly the way she had pictured them. A light smile made itself at home on her lips. She had always wanted to travel and see all of these things, but her life had been stripped away from her by a man in a car. She had always longed to see the world. Who didn't? She wanted to explore all the beautiful nooks and crannies that blessed the earth's surface. That was why she had studied conservation in school. She was kind of a hippie, one could say, but Emma was willing and able to fight for the things she believed in. Well... she used to be willing and able. The plants and animals of the world were one of those things. That's why these giant redwoods were one of her favorite settings to create. They reminded her of the person she had always wanted to be. She had only been weeks away from graduation when she had been struck by a vehicle while riding her bike home after a late night of studying. Emma only remembered bits and pieces of the accident. She had been in and out of consciousness the entire time before her eyes shut for the last time. She knew he had hit her at a faster speed than she should have survived. She knew that at the time, she had been doing everything right. She had had on bright, reflective clothing and a helmet. She had even been riding faithfully in the bike lane, but she had still been hit. She remembered the screams of pain that escaped her mouth as she struggled to breath or move. Most of all, she remembered the panic she had felt. At the time, Emma had feared death. Death meant the end of everything she knew. It meant being thrust into the unknown. No one knew what waited on the other side of the rainbow bridge, that was why it was so scary. However, could death be any worse than living like this? This was hardly a life. Emma found herself wishing she would die. That way she wouldn't have to be like this anymore. Her mind could be free. Most of all, she wished she no longer had to be a burden to her family. She knew it hurt them to see her like this she knew that the hospital bills were expensive. Every day Emma wished that she would just hurry up and die. You live in a literal dream and you're suicidal. You're one messed up girl, Emma. She spoke quietly to herself. Plenty of people wish their life was a dream. Why can't you just be happy? She scolded herself and slid her back down along the trunk of a tree as she sat. The young woman buried her face in her palms and just sat there in silence for awhile. That same torturous silence as always. Tears fell into her hands like raindrops. She felt like she was always crying always depressed. Emma was always in pain that could not be felt by her nerves. Why was she like this? A sob echoed through the trees. Then sounded another, and another. Sob after sob echoed until she tired herself out nearly an hour later. Then, there was that same painful silence again. This really was a vicious cycle, and this was all she had known for two years. Suddenly, a rustling in the woods tore Emmaline away from her depressed state. Her entire body jolted to life. There was something out there. In all her time here, she had never been able to summon an animal or another human to her limbo. She had tried time and time again, but always failed. If there was something out there, she had to find it. Hello?! She screamed desperately. Is there someone there?! She quickly got to her feet and sprinted in the direction she heard the noise. Her feet couldn't carry her fast enough. Her eyes practically bulged out of her head as her head searched left and right in sheer desperation. She had to find it. There was no choice. Hello! Hello! Hello! She has screamed to two syllable word as many times as she could muster. Again and again, she screamed. Then.. she saw him. She stopped dead in her tracks and just stared at him. A man. There was a man here. Emma couldn't even manage to say another words. Never in her life had she been so excited to see a stranger.