07-11-2018, 02:58 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: calibri;"]They arrived like a dream, quiet and unexpected, a whisper of paws hitting ground and fur rustling foliage around them. The evening was silent, save for their presence, but even that went mostly unheard, the only living creatures around to hear them lacking the conscious intelligence of those they had remembered knowing to question their presence.
Nothing under their paws was familiar, the ground foreign to their ever-active memory. They had not touched anything here, had not ever visited it in a physical form like they had countless other places… the world was new, although the dimension still remained, and a soft, knowing smile lit up the canine’s features briefly.
Everything came to an end, as everything likewise came to new beginnings. The old version of this dimension was no different, although the past could never be erased or replaced that easily. Everyone still existed, at least those who had seen the last few moments of the old world.
They couldn’t say the same for all who they had known, however. Too many were lost for Lirim to claim that. The smile was quick to drop, replaced by an equally gentle frown, the scales around their neck briefly flaring to emit a low, golden glow.
“I am sorry… that you did not get to see this,” there wasn’t just one individual the sentiments were directed towards. There were many who they had hoped would return from the embrace of death, to view the world as it was now: renewed, rejuvenated… unscarred and unscathed, presenting each and every opportunity to start anew.
None of them had gotten the chance.
A soft sigh preceded the low hum of Lirim’s voice, a melodic tune that bordered on melancholy that turned the heads of nearby critters towards them as if enchanted. There was no use wallowing in the past, hoping for things that had such slight chances of coming to be. The world was new, as were they, no matter how old this body was and how many memories they carried with it.
The song continued, carrying through the terrain and echoing off of each surface — it was a call for those who wanted to hear it… an announcement that the void had returned to a physical form once more.
Nothing under their paws was familiar, the ground foreign to their ever-active memory. They had not touched anything here, had not ever visited it in a physical form like they had countless other places… the world was new, although the dimension still remained, and a soft, knowing smile lit up the canine’s features briefly.
Everything came to an end, as everything likewise came to new beginnings. The old version of this dimension was no different, although the past could never be erased or replaced that easily. Everyone still existed, at least those who had seen the last few moments of the old world.
They couldn’t say the same for all who they had known, however. Too many were lost for Lirim to claim that. The smile was quick to drop, replaced by an equally gentle frown, the scales around their neck briefly flaring to emit a low, golden glow.
“I am sorry… that you did not get to see this,” there wasn’t just one individual the sentiments were directed towards. There were many who they had hoped would return from the embrace of death, to view the world as it was now: renewed, rejuvenated… unscarred and unscathed, presenting each and every opportunity to start anew.
None of them had gotten the chance.
A soft sigh preceded the low hum of Lirim’s voice, a melodic tune that bordered on melancholy that turned the heads of nearby critters towards them as if enchanted. There was no use wallowing in the past, hoping for things that had such slight chances of coming to be. The world was new, as were they, no matter how old this body was and how many memories they carried with it.
The song continued, carrying through the terrain and echoing off of each surface — it was a call for those who wanted to hear it… an announcement that the void had returned to a physical form once more.
♔ — I want brimstone in my garden