June 09, 2023, 06:17 PM
(This post was last modified: June 20, 2023, 01:40 PM by The Listener.)
the druids of blackwater.
yet they would not survive here, isolated and without the blessing of their god. the spirits were silent again, and the listener heard in the quiet a warning.
in sleep she saw the faces of the valley. the nightdweller of the creek. her stonecut captor. the felled giant.
the prophet was loathe to depart the safety of her islands. they would not find her here. no one would, and here was the inherent tragedy to the decision laid before her: to walk into fire, or to wither in desolation.
yet they would not survive here, isolated and without the blessing of their god. the spirits were silent again, and the listener heard in the quiet a warning.
in sleep she saw the faces of the valley. the nightdweller of the creek. her stonecut captor. the felled giant.
the prophet was loathe to depart the safety of her islands. they would not find her here. no one would, and here was the inherent tragedy to the decision laid before her: to walk into fire, or to wither in desolation.
June 20, 2023, 11:43 AM
you can date this to whenever <3
it pulled itself free of the sea, climbing the rocky shore.
it spilled brine in waterfalls, as it walked deeper into the island.
wherefore art those earthen bones?
was that a dream dreamt in loneliness?
June 20, 2023, 01:42 PM
i am leaving.
she regarded the spirit coldly.
you may stay, or accompany me.
into chaos.
made some edits for this to be present dated <3
June 20, 2023, 02:02 PM
(This post was last modified: June 21, 2023, 10:49 AM by Innominate.)
not bones.
instead, a mummy.
sunken. drained.
the spirit stood in the entryway of a burrow still wafting sacred fumes of mother's milk.
its eyes drifted. looking for a swell to the belly. what was once in, returned in.
in the shadow, its face rearranged.
instead, a mummy.
sunken. drained.
the spirit stood in the entryway of a burrow still wafting sacred fumes of mother's milk.
its eyes drifted. looking for a swell to the belly. what was once in, returned in.
in the shadow, its face rearranged.
speak, to it, verily.
whatever art thou, being?
June 21, 2023, 07:02 AM
first i must see the young druids to their new home,distaste in her voice. the prophet would sooner be done with them, yet they were her legacy. a legacy that would live on in gold, in the name mayfair and the promise of new divinity.
then...
her eyes turned to the mainland.
i have unfinished business to attend in the valley.
the pale warrior (@Moss). the dark crusader (@Akavir).
her captor (@Germanicus).
she would come for them all.
June 21, 2023, 11:23 AM
(This post was last modified: June 21, 2023, 11:28 AM by Innominate.)
question gone unanswered.
from words spoken the mind worked to untangle reality.
deep purple tongue traced the gumline.
sneer.
as it doth for every soul.
and find answer beyond speech.
from words spoken the mind worked to untangle reality.
deep purple tongue traced the gumline.
the valley, is know to it. rising sun, bearclaw. thou, shalt be, accompanied..
sneer.
thy time of breath, doth near its end, incorruptible..
as it doth for every soul.
it still wishes, to read thy bones.
and find answer beyond speech.
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