07-17-2018, 05:45 PM
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He failed to notice the curious eyes upon him, peeking from the overgrowth of grass and shrubs. Prior to his disappearance from home, Shining would have sensed someone lurking nearby almost immediately. Everyone had an aura, a life force of sorts surrounding them. A true spiritual nature that, although at times could be hidden or masked, told the truth behind physical and emotional lies. Most creatures couldn't alter it, so it had been easy for the tom to pick up on auras.
Not anymore. Shining's own spirit was weakened. His powers had been stripped of him as his mind descended into its miniature madness. The struggle against the darker parts of his soul was simply too much toil on even him. Fortunately, the same effect was evident in the counterpart. The most his alter-side could accomplish was torment him with toxic speeches and haunt his dreams. But even that was hard to bear, at times.
Shining's mind was so wrapped up in inner thoughts that he didn't immediately react when a hellhound came bounding towards him. They even called his name, brushed up against his fur and licked his cheek. But none of it produced any sort of reaction in the moment. His body simply stopped moving, as his mind tried to catch up and process what was going on. When it did, his head turned towards the stranger, mix-matched eyes blinking with an odd coldness in them.
"Who are you?"
He failed to notice the curious eyes upon him, peeking from the overgrowth of grass and shrubs. Prior to his disappearance from home, Shining would have sensed someone lurking nearby almost immediately. Everyone had an aura, a life force of sorts surrounding them. A true spiritual nature that, although at times could be hidden or masked, told the truth behind physical and emotional lies. Most creatures couldn't alter it, so it had been easy for the tom to pick up on auras.
Not anymore. Shining's own spirit was weakened. His powers had been stripped of him as his mind descended into its miniature madness. The struggle against the darker parts of his soul was simply too much toil on even him. Fortunately, the same effect was evident in the counterpart. The most his alter-side could accomplish was torment him with toxic speeches and haunt his dreams. But even that was hard to bear, at times.
Shining's mind was so wrapped up in inner thoughts that he didn't immediately react when a hellhound came bounding towards him. They even called his name, brushed up against his fur and licked his cheek. But none of it produced any sort of reaction in the moment. His body simply stopped moving, as his mind tried to catch up and process what was going on. When it did, his head turned towards the stranger, mix-matched eyes blinking with an odd coldness in them.
"Who are you?"
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WHO KNEW THE EMPTINESS COULD BE SO COLD?!
Shininglight — Wanderer — tags[/shadow]
WHO KNEW THE EMPTINESS COULD BE SO COLD?!
Shininglight — Wanderer — tags[/shadow]