Curiosity killed the cat, huh?

The tunnel was barren, ghostly even. Empty save for a few stray rocks and a ever-present mist. A bit odd, but nothing truly noteworthy. Urging himself patience, he began searching along the walls for the Hole the boar had talked about. Urging himself patience, even though Edric's judgement was clearly questionable, and Melinoe had never seen anything too unusual in this tunnel before.

Evidently Edric was at least partially right. Burrowing into the heart of the earth was a pitch-black tunnel. He paused moment to decide if he really wanted to do this, and decided that he was strong enough to beat back whatever threat may lurk in the dark.

Such arrogance sealed his fate as he delved into the dark.

The cold made his fur prickle, his thick mane seemingly doing nothing against the cold. But the most notable thing, the most intriguing thing, was the whispers. At first he thought it was simple wind, but no- it was too close to some kind of words. The more he strained his hearing, the more indecipherable the sound seemed to get. The only way to truly figure it out, it seemed, was to go to it's source.

So he did.

The tunnel opened into a room that positively blinding. Not-light shone off of every surface, bleaching the room's walls pale and turning his tawny fur a dull blue, once-orange eyes glistening a much brighter bluish-purple. And in the center, the source of it all.

Pure white marble with a rainbow sheen. It was the source of it all- the not-light, and the whispering. And maybe something more. Some part of his mind urged him, as he strode up to the thing.

It was, well, memorizing.

Prismatic colors danced across the pale slab of stone, almost-but-not-quite resolving into shapes. Whispers brushed past his ears, almost-but-not-quite resolving into words.

I want to understand. He thought, staring deep into the slab of stone before him. Let me understand! He thought, straining to make out meaning from the murmuring around him.

So he sat. And he watched. And he listened. And he tried to understand.

And eventually, a single word came to him.

Chaos.

+3 Corruption Points
(NOTE: This is a solo thread meant to gain corruption points for Melinoe! Assume each post is a day part unless otherwise stated)