The Portal
She was disappointed that her toy had escaped, but she did not move to pursue him. She would let him have some peace, for now. Until then her attention remained on Reain. She had hoped that he would take her advice to heart and remain cautious around those who may be natives. With the way he treated her and Watcher, she had little doubt that he would be careful when meeting strangers. Her words invoked a question from him. She waited until he answered her own until she replied with an answer.
"The Helovians will go about telling you how this world devoured their own and killed their gods." She began. "But they often fail to tell you how their own gods killed ours, plunging our world into further chaos. It was then, out of the broken bodies of our deities, a new being formed. Created by our world's desperation to survive and the god's need for revenge. He is known as Kisamoa and he slew the gods of Helovia and the Rift devoured their world in order to survive. A cornered dog that bit back." She added the last part with a small smile. It was like he had said. This world was buried in fear and desperation, its true beauty had been hidden long ago.
"Natives call Helovian Sun-stealers, god-killers, and other derogative terms that convey their hatred for those who stole their gods. We feel the desperation of our land as it fights to survive, but have been helpless in its continuous fall into chaos and destruction. The speed in which it travels to its death increased by the Helovians." Her face softened as she looked at the forest around her, sadness brushing her features. She had watched her land descend into darkness for six years. With every passing moment it slipped further and further towards its demise, helpless to stop it.
"I believe that land has brought over so many in its attempts to heal itself. It summoned you, I apologize if you were content within your own world, but I cannot imagine that it took you without reason." She watched him, gauging his reaction. Yes, she saw the new life entering their world as a sign of hope. The Rift was fighting to survive and so it was bringing others within it realm to bolster its forces. But for what? As chaotic and unpredictable as the Rift was, it tended to have a method behind its madness. "Perhaps that was more than you cared to hear." She said with an airy laugh. "But that is the reason why most natives do not care for Helovians and others that have entered our home."
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"The Helovians will go about telling you how this world devoured their own and killed their gods." She began. "But they often fail to tell you how their own gods killed ours, plunging our world into further chaos. It was then, out of the broken bodies of our deities, a new being formed. Created by our world's desperation to survive and the god's need for revenge. He is known as Kisamoa and he slew the gods of Helovia and the Rift devoured their world in order to survive. A cornered dog that bit back." She added the last part with a small smile. It was like he had said. This world was buried in fear and desperation, its true beauty had been hidden long ago.
"Natives call Helovian Sun-stealers, god-killers, and other derogative terms that convey their hatred for those who stole their gods. We feel the desperation of our land as it fights to survive, but have been helpless in its continuous fall into chaos and destruction. The speed in which it travels to its death increased by the Helovians." Her face softened as she looked at the forest around her, sadness brushing her features. She had watched her land descend into darkness for six years. With every passing moment it slipped further and further towards its demise, helpless to stop it.
"I believe that land has brought over so many in its attempts to heal itself. It summoned you, I apologize if you were content within your own world, but I cannot imagine that it took you without reason." She watched him, gauging his reaction. Yes, she saw the new life entering their world as a sign of hope. The Rift was fighting to survive and so it was bringing others within it realm to bolster its forces. But for what? As chaotic and unpredictable as the Rift was, it tended to have a method behind its madness. "Perhaps that was more than you cared to hear." She said with an airy laugh. "But that is the reason why most natives do not care for Helovians and others that have entered our home."
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The moon bathes her in love
the stars kiss her skin
and the shadows bow at her feet.
As the sun looks on with jealousy.
the stars kiss her skin
and the shadows bow at her feet.
As the sun looks on with jealousy.
K'yarie
@Raein
