Lumina
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Ekayon Loren Sharm
Sleep was a very peaceful time for Ekayon. While he slept he never had to worry about anything. He could lazily drift atop a cloud or feel the warm embrace of the sun. It felt so real to him he would often wonder if he was really dreaming from time to time. Ekayon was something of a deep thinker though no one would be able to know that based on how he acted or how often he fell asleep. One could argue that Ekayon only ever really thinks while dreaming. They wouldn't be too far off either. His small body was curled slightly as he basked in the sunlight. The grass was warm and tickled him slightly whenever he tried to adjust his head. His hair was the perfect pillow and impromptu blanket along with his loose fitting clothes. He dreamed of the time he was with his mother as a child. Of how she would enter his dreams and teach him the wonders of nature. The faint, sweet aroma of springtime flowers. The crisp autumn winds that swirled around him. The touch of fresh snow beneath his feet. The warm embrace of the summer sun. He enjoyed every moment of it. Though it's only been a few days, he misses those days already.
Ekayon was a very lucid dreamer. He was able to speak to the spirits in his dreams and even go on little trips with them on occasion. He reached out to Undine who he had not seen all day. He was beginning to become worried. "Undine? Where are you? Where have you gone?" Still no answer. What would cause Undine to not answer him like she has done so many times before? He resolved to let things as they be for now. Undine was a very capable spirit even before they met. Worry still sat in his heart, but he felt sure that Undine had her reasons. Slyph and Salamander had stopped their bickering apparently while he slept. At least that's what they told him as he dreamed. Though it was obvious who won in the end. Salamander had a grin from ear to ear while Sylph pouted. Ekayon chuckled as he wandered what appeared to be the school in his dreams. He was floating above his slumbering body. This was a rather common thing for him when he had a lucid dream. He would appear above his sleeping body and he was able to freely roam until he woke up. At first he thought it strange that he was dreaming of the school. Then he remembered the time he dreamed he was flying through the clouds with Sylph and hung out with Undine underwater. So to him this was a rather tame lucid dream in comparison.
From his earlier glimpse of the school it looks about the same as he recalled. He turned and found that his body had a guest. A girl with crimson hair. She seemed like she was thinking hard on something. She reminded him of his friend Amalia when she was deep in thought. Her brow would furrow, her arms crossed, and she would look up at the sky as if she was casting a dove into the air to take flight. Ekayon's eyes softened and his signature gentle smile appeared on his face as he remembered her. His sleeping body also smiled. Something that Ekayon never noticed happened before. He never took the time to actually examine his own body before. So it shocked him to know that it reacted the same like in his dreams. The girl nudged his body slightly yet he did not wake up. "I suppose I should wake up huh? Wouldn't want to have someone worry about me on the first day of school."
Ekayon closed his eyes. He tried to envision himself back in his body. He could feel his body pressed against his hair and the soft grass. The fabric of his clothes draped over him like a blanket. Finally his eyes slowly began to open. He looked up at the girl beside him. Her eyes were akin to lilacs or perhaps verbana was a more fitting flower. They shared the same dark purple hue. He slowly started to sit up and stretched as far as he could. His arms unwilling to escape the confines of his sleeves. He let out a large yawn and did his best to cover his mouth, though the sound was rather audible. He looked at the girl once more and smiled sweetly at her as he began to rub his eyes. "Good mooooorning."
@Lumina
Vanille just continued to stare at the boy, wondering just who he was and why exactly he was sleeping in the middle of the grass. Of course, it's not like she was a stranger to falling asleep in less-than-ideal places, back home she always found the nooks and corners and random spots around her house and hometown to take a nap in. In this way, she could understand the situation just fine; falling asleep in the grass is nothing compared to falling asleep hanging off the rafters in the atrium of the Lunar Observatory. The owner wasn't all that happy to find a sleeping witch amongst the higher telescopes.
But perhaps that was why she was so curious, because in a way it reminded her of days long past, in a dimension both far and not-so-far away. He looked quite comfortable, and Vanille almost moved to lie down next to him to see if it was as comfortable as it seemed. A bemused smile came across her face for a moment as her eyes trailed over his figure. His frame was actually quite small, but the mane of hair on his head that was currently enveloping him made him seem a bit larger splayed across the grass. The contrasting sight was not something she was used to, but the more she looked at him the more the look seemed to fit him, and eventually she couldn't see him looking any other way. Cute boy, that was for sure.
Speaking of cute, her eyes widened in surprise to see a smile cross his face, wondering what he was smiling about. Perhaps he was having a lovely dream, or a comforting thought. Either way, it caused her to smile a big despite her confusion, like it was infectious or something. This bushy haired boy was definitely interesting for sure. Vanille couldn't help but lean in a bit closer, trying to see if her efforts to wake him up were successful or not. As she leaned in, it was then that the boy opened his eyes, and Vanille shot her body back into a straight-backed position, blushing slightly at the embarrassment from having been so close to his face as he awoke. "Ah! I'm sorry!" Though she wasn't sure exactly what she was apologizing for? Was it being so close? Or was it waking him up at all? Well, no matter what, she just felt the innate desire to apologize.
His clothes really contrasted against his body as he stretched, for no matter how far he stretched his arms were still concealed. Though, his clothes seemed to fit well enough, so maybe it was just the sleeves. Vanille understood well enough the feeling of wanting to cover your hands and keep them from being exposed. She wasn't sure what the case was in this situation. "Good morning. I apologize for waking you up, but you kind of passed out in the middle of the grass, and I didn't think I should just leave you here.." Vanille rambled a bit before blinking and extending her hand. "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Vanille, and sorry if this was a bad time to wake you up."