Mar 05 2018, 10:19 PM
Clink
It had all been a blur. The fog, the struggle, the sound. Precious sound of life, calling her from the depths of entrapment into a new world. Sounds of life that had shown her its face, bestowed upon her its mercy. She had awoken to the world for only a scant few moments before it had all faded away again. Now once again the sounds of life were calling her to the world outside, away from this home of restriction.
Young Cassilda knew just what to do. She felt stronger now, but more than that her will to live was so much greater than it had been that first awakening. She was ready to see the face of Lifesound once more, greet it and perhaps get to know it. She would walk with them side by side and learn of this world that she had been welcomed into.
With one foot she pressed against the side of the gem cage that encased her, emerging into a world of greater brilliance than she could have ever imagined. Light! Everywhere there was illumination even without magic. She could see her body, she could see this room, she could see…
As balance continued to build in poor Cassilda's limbs she chanced a look behind her, only to see a sight of horror and beauty and undeniable proof of the greatest sacrifice. There upon her chrysalis a skeleton was perched halfway. Its divine form mostly decayed with only patches of dehydrated skin remaining. The avatar of Lifesound. What had happened to the pure face of her liberator?
Pain, the pain was unbearable. Nothing was wrong physically but Cassilda's face remained rigid in shock even as tears began to flow down her cheeks. The face of life, the source of sound and all that was good in the world.
Had it seen her and taken pity on the world she had come into? Had it stood guard over her even as the darkness loomed over with threat of unending death? Had it... given up its mortal form to banish the darkness and death away?
There was no other explanation. How else could the physical remains of Lifesong be there? Her tears would not stop, but her resolve strengthened. For every conscious moment of her existence the avatar had shown great compassion to her. She would take this gift granted and not waste it in mourning. This most holy of caves would be marked off, hidden from those who would desecrate the remains of Lifesound. She would conceal the entrance, then go far into this world and appreciate this gift of light and life she had been to its fullest. Their sacrifice would not be in vain.
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Alas, poor lost Cassilda might never know of Error's true last moments; ravaged in the depths of rabid insanity clawing away at the encased gembound in an effort to do harm before falling to the disease of his own creation.
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((Selfie thread, coming to terms with this new life while trying to seal off the entance))