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Asriel Dreemurr ([personal profile] justletmewin) wrote in [community profile] castle_perrault2016-03-18 06:29 am
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Takes place after the funeral, but before everyone realizes Frisk is alive.

[[Because I'm going to be an asshole to my Asriel.]]

While tending to the golden flowers, Asriel drifted off into a deep sleep. He expected to die--well, not so much "die" as turn back into a soulless flower who can't feel love anymore. He found it nice while it lasted. He yawned and stretched himself awake... his eyes shot open and he held his arm in front of him, flexing his fingers. He's still... himself? The goat startled as he accidentally knocked over a bush of hyacinths that crowded him in a rainbow of colors. What is he doing here?

This isn't the Ruins. It's much brighter than that, and--that's the sky, isn't it? Asriel gets up and walks around while he can still feel his arms and legs. He calls out, asking if anyone's there. He doesn't get a reply, but he does hear singing from far away. It's not in a language he understands, but it's beautiful, and the melody weaves itself through his ears like a soothing balm. Even if it did sound kind of... sad. He follows the singing and finds a throng of people in the distance. While relieved he wasn't alone, the atmosphere was solemn, and a pit formed in his stomach as he wondered if something terrible had happened.
lostinmyway: (Tired thinking.)

Thank you. <3

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2016-03-28 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
She blinks at him. "Why...you told me."

It wasn't very long ago, either...she doesn't think.
lostinmyway: (Tired thinking.)

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2016-04-11 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Is there another child named Asriel here? Hmm...maybe there is.

It's hard to think right now.

"You're in the castle," she explains quietly. "And we're having a funeral right now."