Welcome to Gaia! ::

Mathias opened the door to the cabin. The inside still smelled of fresh wood. It was a plain cabin. Nobody had really figured how to decorate for Janus. Mathias decided he would have to give it some thought. He set down his bag on one of the bunks. He looked around the cabin at the six other bunk beds. Really, he just had it to himself until another sibling came to camp. Maybe they wouldn't mind a little remodeling. Maybe it was just the lingering presence of Janus, but Mathias felt the need for a few more doors and maybe an interesting paint job. He hoped he could get Cole to help him decorate!

Mathias looked around the cabin. Hmmmm. How would he make it really reflect Janus. He began to pace around his hand trailing along the wall. His eyes slowly drifted closed. Suddenly an image formed in his mind and his eyes snapped open. He threw on some clothes and ran for the Arts and Crafts area.

He came back with buckets of paints and set to work. Eventually a huge mural covered the outside of the cabin. It was very simple, merely lines, but the lines themselves made a complex maze. Twists, turns, and hundreds of paths for the God of doors and paths. The maze continued inside and covered the interior. The maze's paths converged at the back wall where Mathias had painted a door; a plain simple door with a simple painted handle. He had not cut into the wood, just painted.

Mathias tilted his head. Silver paint was streaked across his face. With a frown he set down his paint and crossed the cabin to open the door. Seeing Cole outside, he smiled brightly, "Hey Cole! How are you doing? Oh and do you like what I've done so far?" He gestured at the silver maze painted on the outside and continued inside of the cabin.

He wiped his cheek and looked at his silver fingertips. "Oops." He cleaned his fingers off on his paint-splattered shirt. "Well, would you like to help, Cole? I was thinking about outlining the silver maze in gold, but I also want to hang my mirror collection." He showed her inside where he had screwed tiny hooks into the celling. Laid out on a bunk was an eclectic collection of mirrors: shards of mirrors with the edges dulled, fancy tiny guilded mirrors, and many various more. Fishing line and sissors lay beside them. "Which should we do first, Coley-cole?" he said playfully.

((That was pure poetry. If I have ever seen or read a passage, with such breath-taking imagery, and diction, then it was only half as good as this one. ^-^))

Colette

~Unclaimed~

"Thanks Cole." he handed her some fishing line and began stringing mirrors on to line and hanging them. "Sure we can go to the beach but there is lots more of the camp to explore. Although I'm starting to think you might be the child of Posideon or of a minor sea god with the way you like the beach. Hey, do you want to take our suits and go swimming this time?"