Plague Stricken Travels

[Zacho 2177]

Tap Tap Tap Tap

 The sound of the ladder sounded out. Soon, the man came to a table and flipped open a page only to be met with a sense of vertigo. His invisible eyes swept across the page and slowly his mind was filled with information from a world uncannily familiar, yet all the same. Word by word he digested the page and for one reason or another he looked upwards only to witness something incomprehensible.

 

Beyond his desk now lay a light growing as he adjusted only for him to be punched across the nose with a rancid scent. In moments his eyes focused onto his new existence and he stared around blindly for a moment as he observed an entire world composed of nothing but limbs cut below the knee. All sorts of shapes and sizes and types of creation lay in what one might call a plane. Seamlessly the legs of a bug, a descendant, and even a bear merged together in an infinite wave made like an ocean of flesh and carapace. On what one could guess to be a coast was a thick line of mushrooms infinitely rotting away the never ending recycling of dead flesh and bone. 

 

As Solace witnessed the stench for yet another breath he’d reach for a simple rag and put it over his mouth and nose to block out the horrid smell of the land he came into, yet his curiosity also pushed him forward. As he stepped forth the land continued to shift in its slow flailing manner, allowing him to step onto the top of a leg where lines of parasitic-looking infections grew and coated whatever flesh had once been there. With each step he sunk gently into the infected flesh, each step leaving an eternal footprint behind in the rotten lands. 

 

Time passed slowly for the soothsayer, each step he took allowed him to sail further into the lands until he was able to find a land composed entirely of the arc of a giant foot with two hills. The palm and heel of the foot held two bundles of giant mushrooms with the arch valley being desolate, only filled with filth as if the foot itself had walked through dirt for eons. With fear he trudged through the filth to reach the peak of a hill, slicing off a chunk of the mushroom and stowing it away in his bag. 

 

For a moment longer he’d gaze out into the infinite land of rolling legs only to turn at a perfect time. 

 

Tap Tap Creak
 

In one moment the Seer witnessed a huge foot coming down upon his rolling forest of fungi, the noise coming from the lack of Synovial fluid in the non-existent knee joint. Before he could react he’d shut his eyes tight in preparation for impact only to be imparted with a slight breeze. The seer starred up only to find once more the forbidden page in his grasp, his position being in his decorated basement. 

 

“What does this mean?” He’d simply ask himself as he tucked away the page, worried he might once more be dragged to wherever that was.

 

[Venomous_Pup 2978]

Laerdya would had been conducting business in the building, in a room way above when Solace travelled far beyond, and merely awaiting his return, eager to hear of his journey. 

 

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