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#DARKNESSS #DARKNESS #STARS #THE SKY #STARRY NIGHT

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careersoldier · 1 year

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A different darkness

Was this the dream again? Or was she reliving this nightmare? Brought back to this hell scape of the void. Had she even escaped her cell? Or was she dead? Her body rotting under the weight of the castle above. Aether drained away by the beast and master that reigned here.

No. No this was a dream. A vision. It must be... it had to be.

The Void had triggered another vision. Another path that was opening. Though, like with many things dealing with the subject matter, the message was unclear. Even it was clear her mind was not.

Annable needed to deal with herself first.

The Elezen woman took a deep breath as she closed her mismatched eyes and focused. Drowning out the hum of fear and doubt, of worry and pain that was circling around her like hungry sharks. She controlled the world around her. Controlled how she moved within her gifted sight. She was the mistress here. Nothing would harm her. Nothing would suck her aether away. Nor would things torture her. Not now.

Not again.

"What is it you wish me to see?" She asked out into the empty space as she opened her eyes. Scanning the area before her. A broken stone walkway opened before her. Pillars, like great knives, jutted upward from the corners of the paths. Vines of inky blackness grew wild along the paths rails. Giving it an almosy abandoned look.

The sky was violent in nature. Aether swirled like the wind. Chased by tiny void beast looking for a meal. Portals of void energy opening and closing; clouds she had one thought of them. Soundless lightning cracked wildly around. Lighting the sky up with an eerily dark light.

The Void... in all its broken, shattered glory.

"I said, what do you want? Time and time again you have brought me here and time and time again you refuse to show your face. Are you a coward? Or do you wait for some... mystical revolution. For I grow tired of these visions of nothingness."

The surprising warm aether wind rustled around her as if answer. Moving her hair around her like a sea of wild, snowy tendrils. Shifting her gown of black silk around her body. Though barely any flesh could be seen (aside from her face, neck, and hands) it was clear the elezen was pale in color. A natural color though. A gift from her long dead ancestors who lived in snow and under stone roofs.

"Well?" -- Darkness rises, the biting sound of lightning crackling across the purple hued sky, the echoing sounds of nothingness moving through the void. The sound of a voice calling out, no…Demanding something. The shadowy figure moved through the grounds as the call out happened again, that feeling surging through him as if to yank him toward whatever it was. The void…. The final frontier…... These are they voyages of a man who should not be here…and a woman who refuses to be here…. Their mission is to escape alive, to seek out a manner to never return. To boldly return, where most never could.

Was this real? Was he being summoned? He didn’t know these days…. He felt that draw, he felt that pull, yet still it wasn’t strong enough to summon him. He merely felt the winds of change coming…. Freedom was coming…. He felt it, from the very first day he communed with the void, where he gave up who he was, what he had done…. all of it gone. The void had tried to consume him, yet he became something more, he became something different all together. He had learned to harness the darkness around him, he had started to become one with it as it consumed him over what felt like years to him.

Lysander had made deals, deals to learn, deals to survive, everything came at a cost. When the cost was too great, he took it by the point of sword… He lost several times, yet each time he came back… Sometimes faster than others. He never could have expected this great hell, when he gave himself over, willing to do what it took so that he could protect what he held dear… His brother, his unit, men and women who would die for each other…That is what flashed through his mind, what caressed his every memory.

He felt that pull again, that yank deep in his chest as he slipped forward. “Whose there!” He cried out, his sky-colored orbs with the purple hue around them searched the area. His fingers flexed and clenched. “ANSWER ME!!!” He spun around again searching, yet the power was gone as quickly as he felt it. He felt that familiar tug back toward the living, back toward reality. He though he had left that behind, he thought he had long forsaken that…Yet that tug, that feeling, it sent the surge of feelings back through him.

As he searched the area in the vision before the seer, she would see a towering Elezen, a man built and bred for war looking around the area. His snow-white colored hair brilliantly gleaming in the low light of the void. His face perfectly angled, perfectly shaped, this was a man who came from a proper lineage, someone whose family was meticulously selected to ensure a proper stock in his lineage. Scars adorned the otherwise perfect skin, and a darkness loomed behind him. Upon the hip of the man sat a sword in a scabbard unlike any other with dark runes etched into the side as they glowed brightly in the transparent image of the man.

The void surrounded him, caressed him, yet still he was something different. This void knight, in the vision, it would call out to her. The surge of power evident as the world spun around the visage, would she dare seek it out? Would she dare follow the vision? Darkness abides, Darkness controls…...