Uwaritace
02-14-2018, 01:04 PM
the Rift
Uwaritace stood tall and solemn—a silent reminder of greatness and the inevitable end of all things. A long time ago, she had fallen from grace, yet strangely enough, her spirit seemed unbroken. Her name still hung like a whisper in the shadows beneath her naked boughs, her trunk refused to crack and wither, though her bark had peeled away in many places.
Somewhere in her, life still seemed to exist, slow and seeping.
Something about her.. something about the carpet of Scorch-dry flowers surrounding her, the light filtering through her barren branches—it was uplifting, relieving almost, like coming home and finding that, despite everything you had been through, you still had a home. She radiated safety in a way that was difficult to define.
And yet, can any look upon her ruined body, and feel anything but sorrow at what has been done to her?
Somewhere in her, life still seemed to exist, slow and seeping.
Something about her.. something about the carpet of Scorch-dry flowers surrounding her, the light filtering through her barren branches—it was uplifting, relieving almost, like coming home and finding that, despite everything you had been through, you still had a home. She radiated safety in a way that was difficult to define.
And yet, can any look upon her ruined body, and feel anything but sorrow at what has been done to her?
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