Timestamp: 11th day of the season of fall, 503 AV
Falling, the stars looking down onto his uncomposed figure which was wigling as if he was trying to climb back into Ukalas gripping onto nothing but pure and invisible nothingness. His fall continues as he is crying. No you could not call it a cry, it was rather a weep of a thousand dying infants. It indeed was a rather horrible motion to lay one`s eyes onto. The roars, cries, moans, sobbs and above all hyterical laugh filled the air, it felt as if the world itself was in ruins all around him, if there was any world to begin with. His mind now questioning his very existance, where was he falling anyway? Was he even alive to begin with? So many memories filled his head, but none of them gave a straight answer to his shadowed mind. None gave any hints of all this being anything more than a mere dream.
Like breathing without air, like a breathless whisper, a cold sense of madness started spreading through him as it began to lay it`s roots into his subconsiuosness. His long white fingers scrathcing his divine skin, it all felt so real to touch, but all so unimaginable to a mind. He just calmed down as he was speeding down the stairway to heaven, as he was quickly getting near to where he will fall.....the Suvan sea. It was all a dream after all, so he will wake up once he hits the surface, right? There will be no pain? Everything he just lost was a dream as well? All these questions plagued his mind as he saw three more distant flashes following his example and crushing down the sunrising horyzon.
He narrowed his eyes in order to fight the wind that was carelessly scratching his face and filling his eyes with tears. His trembling body was feeling some deep otherworldy fear, and a deep sensation of purity he once had was now lost. As he was now not that high anymore, he could smell the sea, this was no dream, and alas, that meant all those memories that hold no key to this will indeed haunt his mind in these last moments of his life. What a poor way to banish yourself off the face of existance, or so he thought.
He reached his left hand towards the Sun, towards Syna, longing so much for an ilussion of her embrace, longing for a place to call home again, simply longing for all those things he can never have again. Looking down his body he realized he was naked, wow, he may have been out of it before, but this made him totaly flip out. They threw him out like a dog, just like that? And they couldn`t even leave him some clothes? He screamed at the cruel cold heavens as he sensed a numbing pain on his back, he knew, he had hit the surface of the water.
Quickly swinging his arms around he was not sure how to swim anymore, he was not even sure can he do it after everything that has happened. A selfish driven desire took over him as he realised they took everything from him, well they can not have his life, not yet, he was too afraid to die now, it was too soon. As he finally reached the surface of the water while flapping his arms around still disoriented, he looked around realising the shore was not so far away, but it was still no easy task for one such as himself. Salt in his eyes, water on his lips and in his nose, a bunch of terrible tastes in his mouth.....if this was reality, than he wanted to dream, to just dream and never wake up.
His arms gripped onto something soft, it was sand, and right now, that was the most beautyfull thing on this world, he got both of his hands out of the water as he was using them to drag his worn out body out of the water. Finally it was over, his thoughts were starting to calm, as he picked up a piece of broken wood, probbably from a sunk ship or something, and started to make holes in the white grainy sand. It was not much, but those were all shiny stars to him, those were all new homes, new beginnings and new friends.
Despair that was present up to that moment was now fading away slowly as he was sarting to get shaken up by both curiosity and a need for sleep. He wanted to go and look for them, for his fallen brothers and sisters, he wanted to end his solace, he wanted friends. He tried to stand up, only to fall onto that same beautyfull white sand that he was clinging onto a moment ago. His eyes closed as he was dreaming of many things that have happened to him, of many prayers he held into his heart for his loved ones, and above all many fears for the unsure future.
Falling, the stars looking down onto his uncomposed figure which was wigling as if he was trying to climb back into Ukalas gripping onto nothing but pure and invisible nothingness. His fall continues as he is crying. No you could not call it a cry, it was rather a weep of a thousand dying infants. It indeed was a rather horrible motion to lay one`s eyes onto. The roars, cries, moans, sobbs and above all hyterical laugh filled the air, it felt as if the world itself was in ruins all around him, if there was any world to begin with. His mind now questioning his very existance, where was he falling anyway? Was he even alive to begin with? So many memories filled his head, but none of them gave a straight answer to his shadowed mind. None gave any hints of all this being anything more than a mere dream.
Like breathing without air, like a breathless whisper, a cold sense of madness started spreading through him as it began to lay it`s roots into his subconsiuosness. His long white fingers scrathcing his divine skin, it all felt so real to touch, but all so unimaginable to a mind. He just calmed down as he was speeding down the stairway to heaven, as he was quickly getting near to where he will fall.....the Suvan sea. It was all a dream after all, so he will wake up once he hits the surface, right? There will be no pain? Everything he just lost was a dream as well? All these questions plagued his mind as he saw three more distant flashes following his example and crushing down the sunrising horyzon.
He narrowed his eyes in order to fight the wind that was carelessly scratching his face and filling his eyes with tears. His trembling body was feeling some deep otherworldy fear, and a deep sensation of purity he once had was now lost. As he was now not that high anymore, he could smell the sea, this was no dream, and alas, that meant all those memories that hold no key to this will indeed haunt his mind in these last moments of his life. What a poor way to banish yourself off the face of existance, or so he thought.
He reached his left hand towards the Sun, towards Syna, longing so much for an ilussion of her embrace, longing for a place to call home again, simply longing for all those things he can never have again. Looking down his body he realized he was naked, wow, he may have been out of it before, but this made him totaly flip out. They threw him out like a dog, just like that? And they couldn`t even leave him some clothes? He screamed at the cruel cold heavens as he sensed a numbing pain on his back, he knew, he had hit the surface of the water.
Quickly swinging his arms around he was not sure how to swim anymore, he was not even sure can he do it after everything that has happened. A selfish driven desire took over him as he realised they took everything from him, well they can not have his life, not yet, he was too afraid to die now, it was too soon. As he finally reached the surface of the water while flapping his arms around still disoriented, he looked around realising the shore was not so far away, but it was still no easy task for one such as himself. Salt in his eyes, water on his lips and in his nose, a bunch of terrible tastes in his mouth.....if this was reality, than he wanted to dream, to just dream and never wake up.
His arms gripped onto something soft, it was sand, and right now, that was the most beautyfull thing on this world, he got both of his hands out of the water as he was using them to drag his worn out body out of the water. Finally it was over, his thoughts were starting to calm, as he picked up a piece of broken wood, probbably from a sunk ship or something, and started to make holes in the white grainy sand. It was not much, but those were all shiny stars to him, those were all new homes, new beginnings and new friends.
Despair that was present up to that moment was now fading away slowly as he was sarting to get shaken up by both curiosity and a need for sleep. He wanted to go and look for them, for his fallen brothers and sisters, he wanted to end his solace, he wanted friends. He tried to stand up, only to fall onto that same beautyfull white sand that he was clinging onto a moment ago. His eyes closed as he was dreaming of many things that have happened to him, of many prayers he held into his heart for his loved ones, and above all many fears for the unsure future.