@phantomdream. says : He finds her in a field of Bliss flowers, fingers dancing lightly over the petals as her feet twirl her between their stems. Her smile is euphoric, her laughter sweet, it seems almost a crime to interrupt her. So lost is she, though, that his approach will do little, he thinks, has heard from Faith that rousing her from the haze in her mind is difficult at best. Perhaps she will hear his voice clearly, as all do with the baptisms in the Bliss water. Perhaps she will hear him. "Aurora," he says as he gets nearer, and the Bliss has little effect on him, too used to it for it to hold sway over him. This one is not being shepherded to Eden's Gate, not yet, but her mind could be malleable to it. So he speaks again. "You are chosen, God's special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light." He holds his hands out to her, welcoming her into his embrace, into his flock. "Eden's Gate waits for you." It might serve as a means of persuasion for her sister, too.
she's caught up in the moment, soaring through the skies on a high that can only be created by bliss, her current drug of choice. lights and sparkles dance overhead, seeing nature come to life before her very eyes. it's a special experience, being under the effects - watching as things sink and soar and draw attention to the birds, the bees, anything that comes within spitting distance. she hears the sound of footseps approaching, glances over in the direction for a brief moment, but mostly maintains her current rhythm, twirling around in a soft white gown, feeling the grass on bare feet. she smiles, widely, hands in the air, fingers reaching towards the sky. she swears the can capture the sun if she tried, hold onto the ball of flame in between her hands. she hasn't tried, yet though, afraid to deprive the rest of hope county over the raus of warmth beating down on everyhing there. but she goes in towards his direction, walking slowly into his arms as he embraces her, and for the first time in a long time, she feels whole. like there's a purpose for her here, something that has drawn them to this place - a mystical pull to the area. she doesn't question it, simply allows him to wrap her in a hold that is both firm yet gentle, glancing up to draw her finger over his chest, the sound of her heart beat thrumming in her ears.
