Ophelia

Ophelia sits in her house near the border of LeriLand. The house is resting in the great strong branches of a green and brown magnificent giant white oak tree, Quercus alba or, as she fondly calls it, Alinter. Ophelia is usually very quiet, but that doesn't mean she's not listening to every single word. She sits on her beanbag with her long black hair partially in her face. There are a million thoughts flying around in her head, but most times it seems that spoken and written language are totally foreign ideas. Sitting in silence she's talking in a different language, mindspeak, which has yet to be aptly translated into any other language. mindspeak is the language of pure thought/ideas/images/feelings all in one. She expresses herself not only in mindspeak and occasional words, but also in creating things that are scattered in an messy organization in her room. She may not make much sound, but there seems to be music perpetually playing in her treehouse, from classical and opera to industrial and techno. Her maniacal rabbit, Fyodor, hops around the room like mad or sometimes sprawls out to be petted. Walking into the treehouse is like entering an electrical aura which makes something in you tingle because you can feel that it is a place outside of thiswhen and thiswhere.

Continue onward... Sameer

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