05-07-2020, 01:34 AM
HERE'S A COMPLETE LIST, OF EVERYTHING I HAVE EVER BEEN AFRAID OF
Keter had been following the stuttering of their collar for some time now, exploring Tanglewood's territory just as much as they were hunting for clues. They had found themself at a farm, having traversed the wheat fields-- bounding in them in a sort of deep, instinctual glee. Their tail wagged, and they barked happily, chasing the mice and keeping an ear out for the sounds from their collar. Every now and then, it would hiccup, and they would pause, moving in different directions until the noise picked up again. They'd found themselves downhill, when it really started to sing, drawing them to the epicentre of the field. The stuttering had been the strongest they had heard yet, and it filled them with excitement, and a sort of anxiety.
Why? What was here?
As they reached the large buildings, it stopped again, and they growled softly in frustration. They supposed that it wouldn't hurt to explore, as this place didn't seem... entirely abandoned. There were animals here, but they did not seem to be up for a chat.
Even so, Keter chased down a rabbit for a quick meal, the flesh tender and the bones picked clean. They laid down in a pile of old hay, as the sun had begun to sink closer towards the horizon. They watched the clouds roll by from inside the barn, mystified that the sky itself was just the same as it was back home. If not a few miles to the left.
They weren't sure if what they had was even a home, anymore. They'd been welcomed very recently into Tanglewood, but...perhaps it was too soon, to call this a home as well. Perhaps home would be at the end of their journey, when they finally discovered what this damn thing was for. They groaned, as the sun shone through a hole in the barn just so, to hurt their eyes. They shuffled themself around, resting their head upon their paws. Keter'd had a lovely time exploring and fooling around with their doggish side, but perhaps it was time to head back into town.
But... Their mind still drifted back to that particularly strong sound that the contraption had made. It still made their ears ring. They had to know. This was the closest they'd been to finding what the cause of all of this was.
Keter continued trying to follow the sound, searching through the field for any direction that seemed to make the contraption respond, heading towards it until it went quiet, and starting again. The sun had begun to set as they finally reached... something. The earth was dark here, the grass in dark little patches, and everything seemed to slope [sub]downward.[/sub] There was a centre, where the ground was the darkest, where everything seemed to be... charred? Petrified? The trees didn't have any leaves. There were... things, creatures, frozen in time. A sort of dread came over them, as the walked slowly closer to the epicentre. The contraption had went from clicking to a horrible metallic screech, making their hackles raise. Keter wondered, if this really was what they had been looking for.
They slowly approached one of the burnt bodies, sniffing at it, feeling a sort of nausea come over them, setting in their stomach. They felt sick. Horrible. Had it been leading them to this evil place this whole time?
Why? Why this? Why them?
Why? What was here?
As they reached the large buildings, it stopped again, and they growled softly in frustration. They supposed that it wouldn't hurt to explore, as this place didn't seem... entirely abandoned. There were animals here, but they did not seem to be up for a chat.
Even so, Keter chased down a rabbit for a quick meal, the flesh tender and the bones picked clean. They laid down in a pile of old hay, as the sun had begun to sink closer towards the horizon. They watched the clouds roll by from inside the barn, mystified that the sky itself was just the same as it was back home. If not a few miles to the left.
They weren't sure if what they had was even a home, anymore. They'd been welcomed very recently into Tanglewood, but...perhaps it was too soon, to call this a home as well. Perhaps home would be at the end of their journey, when they finally discovered what this damn thing was for. They groaned, as the sun shone through a hole in the barn just so, to hurt their eyes. They shuffled themself around, resting their head upon their paws. Keter'd had a lovely time exploring and fooling around with their doggish side, but perhaps it was time to head back into town.
But... Their mind still drifted back to that particularly strong sound that the contraption had made. It still made their ears ring. They had to know. This was the closest they'd been to finding what the cause of all of this was.
Keter continued trying to follow the sound, searching through the field for any direction that seemed to make the contraption respond, heading towards it until it went quiet, and starting again. The sun had begun to set as they finally reached... something. The earth was dark here, the grass in dark little patches, and everything seemed to slope [sub]downward.[/sub] There was a centre, where the ground was the darkest, where everything seemed to be... charred? Petrified? The trees didn't have any leaves. There were... things, creatures, frozen in time. A sort of dread came over them, as the walked slowly closer to the epicentre. The contraption had went from clicking to a horrible metallic screech, making their hackles raise. Keter wondered, if this really was what they had been looking for.
They slowly approached one of the burnt bodies, sniffing at it, feeling a sort of nausea come over them, setting in their stomach. They felt sick. Horrible. Had it been leading them to this evil place this whole time?
Why? Why this? Why them?
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