Jan 12 2017, 07:58 AM
((Timeline mismatch; forgot to point-blank specify that Zeno woke up one day before the great darkness in first post. I can work around seeing the insects and the gem due to his species but the rest of the initial wonder- personal awe at Orion's brilliant stars, beautiful view of the city- is no longer valid with characters talking about the great darkness. Since a request was put in in the cbox I've added the 
tag. No worries on it though, y'all have fun :) ))
As Zeno huddled in the broken fire agate the voices behind him grew more intense and more agitated. In such a short time he felt he had seen both the greatest good and the greatest bad of the world. Life, beauty, wonder, death, conflict, fear... all these things were a part of the new life. From his innate knowledge gained in slumber he had known of these things, but to experience them first-hand had taken him by surprise. It occurred to the small bat as fear gripped his chest that there was no immediate danger, that his current mental torment was a result of not accepting the wretchedness of the world along with its blessings. Yes, even the fear was natural, but he had let the feeling take over and consume all else.
Little Zeno took a deep breath, for breath was one of the blessings of the world he had thus-far taken for granted. The voices behind his faded into the background as he forced himself deep into his own thoughts. He was in no physical danger at this time, this he could now plainly see. Even if he had been in danger there was nothing to fear from death, with death being only a gateway into the next state of being just as hatching had been the gateway into this one. Had he been afraid of hatching? No, though like in this life he had desired to stay as long as he could.
Fear began to fade from the small bat's chest, and with it the wisping lights that were attempting to seal him back in his old world. The argument continued, but here he was now simply occupying his mind with things that might have happened, or might happen still and finding acceptance of them. He wouldn't let himself be so mentally unprepared again.
A few moments passed and Zeno came to the realization that his continued presence was no longer valuable to the situation at hand. He had seen that there was more to discover and at the moment there was no reason why he should stay locked away in a world that no longer existed. True he might go out and meet a creature that desired him harm, but if that happened he would either survive or die based on his ability to react accordingly. There was no need to agonize over such possibilities; if he acted as he had this time and panicked then surely he would face death when life had been an option.
With a newfound serenity lulling him in an almost trance-like state Zeno stealthily crawled out of the gem and across the wall out of sight. There was no need to disturb the others; their current actions were outside his control. He could possibly control, however, how he exited. If he was sneaky enough it would enable them to continue their business without worrying about him.
To the edge of the cliff now, his instincts gathered from the first world telling him there was no harm. With a another deep breath of air he cast himself off and spread open his tiny wings, gliding down to the foliage below.
- Exit Zeno -
tag. No worries on it though, y'all have fun :) ))As Zeno huddled in the broken fire agate the voices behind him grew more intense and more agitated. In such a short time he felt he had seen both the greatest good and the greatest bad of the world. Life, beauty, wonder, death, conflict, fear... all these things were a part of the new life. From his innate knowledge gained in slumber he had known of these things, but to experience them first-hand had taken him by surprise. It occurred to the small bat as fear gripped his chest that there was no immediate danger, that his current mental torment was a result of not accepting the wretchedness of the world along with its blessings. Yes, even the fear was natural, but he had let the feeling take over and consume all else.
Little Zeno took a deep breath, for breath was one of the blessings of the world he had thus-far taken for granted. The voices behind his faded into the background as he forced himself deep into his own thoughts. He was in no physical danger at this time, this he could now plainly see. Even if he had been in danger there was nothing to fear from death, with death being only a gateway into the next state of being just as hatching had been the gateway into this one. Had he been afraid of hatching? No, though like in this life he had desired to stay as long as he could.
Fear began to fade from the small bat's chest, and with it the wisping lights that were attempting to seal him back in his old world. The argument continued, but here he was now simply occupying his mind with things that might have happened, or might happen still and finding acceptance of them. He wouldn't let himself be so mentally unprepared again.
A few moments passed and Zeno came to the realization that his continued presence was no longer valuable to the situation at hand. He had seen that there was more to discover and at the moment there was no reason why he should stay locked away in a world that no longer existed. True he might go out and meet a creature that desired him harm, but if that happened he would either survive or die based on his ability to react accordingly. There was no need to agonize over such possibilities; if he acted as he had this time and panicked then surely he would face death when life had been an option.
With a newfound serenity lulling him in an almost trance-like state Zeno stealthily crawled out of the gem and across the wall out of sight. There was no need to disturb the others; their current actions were outside his control. He could possibly control, however, how he exited. If he was sneaky enough it would enable them to continue their business without worrying about him.
To the edge of the cliff now, his instincts gathered from the first world telling him there was no harm. With a another deep breath of air he cast himself off and spread open his tiny wings, gliding down to the foliage below.
- Exit Zeno -