Jun 01 2016, 11:53 AM
It was slow going, reaching out its senses towards the creatures on the land, in the world above the waters. Soon it had two shapes among the airborn bacteria, two clusters that were much smaller than it had been expecting. It had known many creatures of the world above in brief passing, and none had been this small.
The Orarian had little empathy, but it knew smallness. Weakness. It even once knew youth, and that it would be easy to snuff out the lights of these creatures and feed them to the depths bellow. For as aggressive as the monster was, it was not especially cruel.
The beings of the other world spoke of flying to one another, in hushed tones that almost missed the Orarian's hearing. The beast shifted through the ocean, a sense of curiosity driving the creature, if only for a moment.
s p ̧e a͡ k ̷ ҉c ̛l e҉ a r͘ ͟l y͘ ̶, ͏ l ̡e ͢t ̧ ̢t h̵ ͢e ̢m ͠ ̸h͝ ͢e a̷ ̕r͜ ̵.͝ ͞ ̷t e l̵ l͟ ̨ ̶ ҉t͠ ҉h e͡ ̸m s҉ o̴ ́ ͢t̵ ̧h ę y͞ ͞ m a y͠ ̵ t͠ e l̸ l҉ ͟ o͜ ̕t ͘h ͘e ̶r ̴s .͞
Its mind made up, the Orarian pushed towards the surface. Its body pressed closer to the edge of the waves than it had ever been, its smooth, starlit top feeling the cold of the room's air on its flesh fully. Its gem, a giant, smooth eye of specks and lights, glistened as it tried to speak completely to the tiny shapes it could feel.
And with a distorted, horrifying roar, the creature screamed-- its voice had been so much softer under the waves. There was a sharp, distinct pain from trying to reach the skies above to convey its words, and so it kept the message brief.
" Y̴̰̬̹͔̭͌ͤ͂͌h̵͔̤̮͆ͣͨ͂͑̓y̖̞̪̣̲̰ͮ̓ͨ͋ͅh̩̱͚̮̬̯̎ͅŚ̲̥̿́̔̍̒̐S̙͖̱ͥ̑S̭̲̯̹̬̺͂͐ͪS҉̣͎͔̙ͅ.̭̜͖͙̓̓̋́.̪͙̙ͬ̾ͨ̑̚.̢̋͆ͫ ̧̬͖̮̫͓̥̳̏̓̅̀͋͑ͯĻ͕̘͓̱͖͚͖̑̚A̭͕̼̠̘͓ͬE̳͇̳̒ͯͨ͐͢e̮͈͐̾͗̋e̯̭̖̱͙̖̗ͣ̓͋̆̇͊A̬̐̄͆͆V̗̜̥̖̔ͯ̎ͣ̕E̽̅ͧ.̸̣͓̘̩̱͈ͅ.ͦ́̓̋ͥ.̖̘̬̰̫ ̡̤̩̾ͥ̃̎͑ "
"̧̱̤̦̟̼̻̄̌̄́̉́̚̕͡Î̵̡̮̜̝͍̦͈͎̳̫̜̭̼͚̭̙̪̹̄̈́̍̅̏̎͊͜͝͡ ̅͗ͩͧ͏̢̙͕͈̤͕͎͖̻̺͕͈̗̖̮̣̫̲́͜Wͫ͆ͦͮ̏͂́͛ͩ̿͐ͦͦ̏ͯ͊̊҉̴͓̦̤̹͎̗̤̖͚Ỉ̸̭͔͎͔͚̥̺̯̙͋͗͑ͩ͒̑ͭ̆̆̆ͪ͊̅͑̿̚Ḷ̷̦͙͇̖̫ͣ͛͊̾ͭ̒̊͘̕͟Lͯ́ͬ̅͆ͤ̿ͤ͆̊ͪͣ̋̇̋̚͏̷̶̶̨̻̥̱ͅ ̧͚̦̙ͫ̑̈́͊̋̎̓͗͘͡ͅĹ̯̻͕̝̹̠͊ͤ͒̄͗̉ͥ̈́̊̓̾̓̃̎̑̈͑͘Eͣ̓̇ͮ̐ͧ̓̃́̚҉̦̺̭̰̭̣̥̣̫̻̰͔͉͖̙̮̦̜͡T̷̡͇͔̼̖̣̥̞͍͔̟̲͋ͦͧ̀̑̏̈́̎ͦ̿̑́͌̄̂ͪ̆̈͂̀ ̵̛̒ͫ̊͒ͣͮ͐ͫͩ͑ͨ̔̏̓̀́͏̜͚̹͕͞Y̗̼̲ͤͭͦͦ͗ͫ̈̉̄̐̀͡ͅO̐̾̔ͨͨ̃̈́͑ͧͥ̑̆̑̊ͬ͒̏҉̶̞͇̪̜̟͚̝̜̲̼̤͎͔͜͝U͓̬̻̻̤ͥ̇́̆ͥ̈͂ͩ͌͒͋ͭͣ̔̄͌̾̎̓̕͘͟͢͜
Static rang clear until the sea creature dove back into the depths, diving deep until the pain left its form and the cold was washed away by the warm, hot vents bellow. It continued to watch the birds, as always, unaware that the noise had likely been painful for the creatures of the other world as well.
The Orarian had little empathy, but it knew smallness. Weakness. It even once knew youth, and that it would be easy to snuff out the lights of these creatures and feed them to the depths bellow. For as aggressive as the monster was, it was not especially cruel.
The beings of the other world spoke of flying to one another, in hushed tones that almost missed the Orarian's hearing. The beast shifted through the ocean, a sense of curiosity driving the creature, if only for a moment.
Its mind made up, the Orarian pushed towards the surface. Its body pressed closer to the edge of the waves than it had ever been, its smooth, starlit top feeling the cold of the room's air on its flesh fully. Its gem, a giant, smooth eye of specks and lights, glistened as it tried to speak completely to the tiny shapes it could feel.
And with a distorted, horrifying roar, the creature screamed-- its voice had been so much softer under the waves. There was a sharp, distinct pain from trying to reach the skies above to convey its words, and so it kept the message brief.
Static rang clear until the sea creature dove back into the depths, diving deep until the pain left its form and the cold was washed away by the warm, hot vents bellow. It continued to watch the birds, as always, unaware that the noise had likely been painful for the creatures of the other world as well.
@Hugin and @Munin