flip_the_lights: (held in some dreaming state)
Olivia Dunham ([personal profile] flip_the_lights) wrote in [personal profile] dont_turn_around 2012-10-28 11:11 pm (UTC)

The whole forest is alight.

Barely hearing Enzo, Olivia turns her head from side to side, taking in the bright stutter-skip of the glimmering trees. It's -- she can't quite describe it, but it's almost as if it doesn't have the same resonance as the glimmer around the Brayson Place Hotel. (Or around Peter.) It makes sense, she supposes. Milliways isn't the Other Side, but it's still a completely different universe from her own.

And as far as her ability's concerned, she's surrounded by objects that don't belong.

Olivia grits her teeth on an incoherent noise of frustration. Come on, she urges silently -- to herself, to her powers, to the Cortexiphan still floating in her bloodstream, who the hell knows. I'm linked to Milliways right now. I'm not linked to home. Show me what's different.

Nothing happens at first. Then, slowly, like air leaking from a balloon, the glimmer begins to fade from the trees.




No. Not all of them.

Far in the distance, a blurry light still dances.

"It's over there," she says, low, and strides toward it without a single glance backward.

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