The Portal
08-12-2017, 08:23 AM
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idolum
There is darkness all around. The air was thick with it. It weighed down on the mass of feathers and fur as it lay upon the ground, hardly a breath exhaling from it's nostrils. Above, a creature resembling a raven sent a shrill message that echoed off of the unfamiliar land. A stir, and a deep, audible breath came from the one on the ground. Muscles ached a twitched with movement as the clump of what seemed like dead flesh became a battered and bruised mare. It became she, nameless became Idolum. Each breath was shaky, a tremor in her throat as she tried to gasp and pull in as much oxygen as possible. Her lungs felt deflated, punctured with a thousand needles that left a sharp burn to her entire respiratory system. Why was it so hard to breath? Then she remembered. She is usually a very cautious creature, never coming close to anything that could cause her harm. But she stood at the edge of a screaming crowd and watched as those around her were slaughtered and turned to dust. None were friends, and she had no family, but she could pick out a few familiar faces, her panic and terror rising as she was splattered with their blood. Her creamy face turned an ugly orange and she could taste the metallic fluid. She tried to run, to dash off back to her beloved cliff in the Edge, but his eyes...she couldn't move. She could remember the rattlings of a monster in the swamp, but god only knows what it actually was. Turns out, it was god himself. Her ragged breath seemed to ease, and slowly she opened her grey eyes. She wished she hadn't. A blinding glow came from everywhere, a smell of danger and the unfamiliar. She needed to escape. Forelimbs carved in black stretched out, her body screaming at her as she heaved it up into a standing position. She was unsteady, wobbling and falling over as she spread her large wings and tried to fly. She needed to be with Sospes. But the quick, jerky movements created a feeling of nausea and she came crashing back down. Sospes! Her inward cry to her companion was unanswered as she felt her stomach twist. She purged the contents, the acidic taste leaving her mouth dry. She let herself collapse, sobs bursting forth as she frantically looked around for the inky bird. He came, fluttering his wings and landing close, burying himself into her ivory mane. Why don't you say something?! I need you! Again she screamed with her mind, not understanding why the bonded link between them wasn't working. But all that came from him was another shrill sound. It was the sound others heard. But she got to hear his voice, its smooth and calming rhythm. Why couldn't she hear it now? The sounds that reached her were ones of terrible creatures. She could feel their eyes boring into her, mentally chomping what was left of her. It was too much. At times like these, she would rely on Sospes' lullaby, a song just for her to keep her calm and focused. He would tell her to look at the flowers, but here there weren't any flowers. Not ones she recognized. They were twisted and luminescent. They brought no peace to the woman. Her eyes closed, squeezing until she stopped her tears, a feeling of faint overcoming her. And again, the black mass lay unmoving. "Talk." fear will be the death of me fear leads into anxiety |
{Helovian Transfer}
did not participate in SWP
Magics:
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Enchanted items:
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Rift-god / Kaos items:
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Amulets:
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Companion/s :
[*]Sospes (Common Zephyr)
Drench 1170
5/7/17
Mutations:
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Requests: I wrestled with myself on bringing over Idolum. Just hoping that I am not too late.
