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Characters who possess [Seer of Vaasek], [Naztherak], [Vivification], [Mysticism], or any Boon which might grant access to [Prophecy] posts may RP seeing this freely.

 

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At once, a shroud of gloam engulfs your vision.

 

Where there was once your room, now resides naught. Your extremities start to tingle, fingers and toes growing prickly and numb with this sensation of pins and needles crawling up, and up your wrists and ankles, and not ceasing. As this abyss' grip takes full possession of your form, you lose consciousness.

 

Mindlessly, you sit here in this stupor as an opium fiend for what feels as months.

 

 

[!]

 A light in the distance sparks forth, your seemingly floating form beginning to drift lazily, but steadily toward it.

You take it in your palm, the feeling is familiar, something lost, nay, taken from you long ago.

The feeling overwhelms you, and you black out once more.

 

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Your vision returns.

Its a memory, one you long since discarded in the years that followed, meant to be replaced by the follies of childhood.

You sit in the small dining room of your parent's home, he is standing by the fireplace gazing idly into the flames.

You stand up from your seat, dashing over. Your stature is as the youth you've now lost,

standing barely above his knee height.

 

Your quickly embrace him and stand like that for a long while. You never got a chance to do

this before, you never thought you'd have to say goodbye.

 

He looks down to you, offering that gentle smile of his unto you. His face was just as you

remember, but without the pallor which found itself imprinted in your psyche.

 

 

My child, you've been put under a burden greater than any should.

Rest now.

 

 

His words resound through your form, echoing endlessly.

 

 

You've made me prouder than you could ever know, but now we must be still.

I've come to be at peace, and so to should you.

 

Never have I left you, even if it feels if I have, and I will be here for you, come your time.

 

Its time to go home.

 

 

The memory fades, but the warmth of the light you once held has not. It remains yet in your chest.

 

You awaken in your room now, your identity once more piecing itself together.

 

 

Its unclear if that was your memory or not.

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is that actually a word

 

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Vivien Wakes up from her table. Unknown as to who was speaking to her. The voice “mom” breaches her lips.

 

almost as if she was near by.

 

her floor is surrounded by papers and blue prints letters ironically to her mother.

 

and her Masterwork in hand.

 

”Not yet… I have to keep working. Have to keep everything from crashing again.”

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The old Moz inhabitor wandered endlessly, his javalin in hand as he walked by faces staring at him with either disgust or fear, not wanting to fight the beast nor did he. He was walking as usual before he was bombed into his mind. The vision went over as usual, but he didn't react as he was privy to this. The creature sighed, the vision ending before awaking. Before him, shroomkin, shroomkin waiting to ambush him in his dazed state, but. . . No matter what, he was ready.

"Come to me."

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