[Vision] Appetite

[satin 7600]

Spoiler

[As per its nature, only characters with an application allowing for the scrying of prophecies such as Seer, Vivication, Naztharek and so on can observe the contents of this post IC.]

 

This night, you do not dream as usual.

 

Wearing a nun’s face, you stand by a door, listening to the sounds of a banquet - a mere few paces away. And you think of the needs of the flesh, of all the needs that you are immune to, of the detached lack that grants you your subtlety.

The air is suffused with the scent of their vast meal, the heady perfumes, the smacking of lips - the sound of their laughter. It is not an unpleasant sound. Too devoid of hunger, perhaps.

The sound of the gluttonous hungers of animals.

But you know something of their appetite, and you know of their hunger for zealotry. Perhaps you know far more. Appetite and conviction was direction, and you know more than most of direction - such exquisite purpose! Solomon was a fool to only see the half of it.

There is ecstasy in a face. Brilliance in deceit. Fulfillment in the completion…

And certainty in the dark. Your vision ends.