07-20-2021, 05:36 PM
hi lol i dont wanna make a scene but here's some lore for my stuff and another lore for vlads and yeah idk
All you’ve known is the depths of the ocean.
The darkness.
The flickering hope of something above lingers on the horizon - a horizon you’ve never seen.
And you want to see it. The surface.
This piece highlights your journey, through ravines, reefs, volcanic islands, schools of new fish you’ve never seen.
And as you go, the more light you begin to encounter -
The brightness encouraging you to move forward, through oceans of danger and seas of glory.
You witness magic and miracles, and have lived through five lifetimes worth of stories - they float around you, and capture the attention of all those you pass.
However, life doesn't last forever, and your time here begins to wind down. As you grow closer to your final destination, you fear that somehow, you may not make it.
As each day goes by, the seconds pass by slower, until time seems to come to a standstill -
Until one day, after a life of searching, a life of exploration,
On your dying breath,
You break the surface.
<- controlkey did most of da lore
It's a warm summer evening, the calming breeze brushes by. The sunset creates a beautiful orange and pink aura, as you slowly see it dip below the horizon...
as the sun sinks into its nightly respite, the warmth is slowly replaced with a moonlit glow ~ noises from the city fade, and as time passes by, the world slowly goes to sleep; the stars promising a new day on the very same horizon. the chirps of nocturnal insects and the soft croaking of amphibians fills the air from the nearby pond, reflecting nothing but the soothing white glow of the moon. For the next handful of hours left of today's eventide, you realize just how short days really are. How short years are, how fast they seem to slip away from your grasp. Your time is limited, and your soul soon comes to terms with this. Don't take what undefinable amount of time you have left, because you never get a second chance...
the stars begin to shine brighter than before, pinpricks of light dotting the vast expanse above you. Fireflies begin to present themselves, flickering amongst the luminous landscape, transforming the scene around you into an ethereal view. in moments like these time seems to freeze, and that brief moment of stillness holds a lifetime's worth of thought. a lifetime's worth of hope. a lifetime's worth of love. and, simply ~ a lifetime's worth of life. whether it be the glow of the moon, filtering through the trees, or the reflection of the stars in the still pond, or the sleeping city, something about the nighttime here is special. Not long after, the sky begins to radiate with new colors. The astonishing blanket of pink and orange returns behind you, with the warmth of the sun placing its hands upon your shoulders. Another day begins, and everything you thought of the night before will guide you through today. It will guide you through tomorrow, and it will guide you through the rest of your future. Night and day are simply the rotation of a celestial body, yet they both hold so much meaning...as the night comes to a close, the mystery and beauty within it does too - replaced by a new beauty. the beauty of new life, the beauty of new light - slowly making its way to the surface. the stars begin to wink out of view, one by one, and you watch them, gazing towards the sky just like hours ago. the transition from sundown to sunrise was as seamless and fluid as the water around you; the surrounding landscape pressed into memory. something so simple as a sunset provided so much closure, so much peace - and you're now more grateful than ever for staying awake, after the afterglow.
as time ticks away, reality begins to slip from your fingertips - falling like grains of sand.
up becomes jumbled with down and sideways, and yet everything is upright - flashes of the world are whisked through your vision, only to be replaced with nothing. hopes and dreams, perhaps. but, as they say, everything must come to an end.
everything seems to be fuzzy. tall grasses sway in the background, the puffy clouds dot the sky. fuzzy dandelion fuzzes circle around, the wind tickling them into doing their afternoon dance. the breeze dances on your nose and you smile, as everything seems to be right in the world...
reality jolts you awake.
it's nighttime now, and the field you were in just moments ago is deserted.
the sky is crystal clear, the moon making its nightly rounds...
and you can see clearly. you smile, but in a different way -
because this time, it's the truth you see.
All you’ve known is the depths of the ocean.
The darkness.
The flickering hope of something above lingers on the horizon - a horizon you’ve never seen.
And you want to see it. The surface.
This piece highlights your journey, through ravines, reefs, volcanic islands, schools of new fish you’ve never seen.
And as you go, the more light you begin to encounter -
The brightness encouraging you to move forward, through oceans of danger and seas of glory.
You witness magic and miracles, and have lived through five lifetimes worth of stories - they float around you, and capture the attention of all those you pass.
However, life doesn't last forever, and your time here begins to wind down. As you grow closer to your final destination, you fear that somehow, you may not make it.
As each day goes by, the seconds pass by slower, until time seems to come to a standstill -
Until one day, after a life of searching, a life of exploration,
On your dying breath,
You break the surface.
It's a warm summer evening, the calming breeze brushes by. The sunset creates a beautiful orange and pink aura, as you slowly see it dip below the horizon...
as the sun sinks into its nightly respite, the warmth is slowly replaced with a moonlit glow ~ noises from the city fade, and as time passes by, the world slowly goes to sleep; the stars promising a new day on the very same horizon. the chirps of nocturnal insects and the soft croaking of amphibians fills the air from the nearby pond, reflecting nothing but the soothing white glow of the moon. For the next handful of hours left of today's eventide, you realize just how short days really are. How short years are, how fast they seem to slip away from your grasp. Your time is limited, and your soul soon comes to terms with this. Don't take what undefinable amount of time you have left, because you never get a second chance...
the stars begin to shine brighter than before, pinpricks of light dotting the vast expanse above you. Fireflies begin to present themselves, flickering amongst the luminous landscape, transforming the scene around you into an ethereal view. in moments like these time seems to freeze, and that brief moment of stillness holds a lifetime's worth of thought. a lifetime's worth of hope. a lifetime's worth of love. and, simply ~ a lifetime's worth of life. whether it be the glow of the moon, filtering through the trees, or the reflection of the stars in the still pond, or the sleeping city, something about the nighttime here is special. Not long after, the sky begins to radiate with new colors. The astonishing blanket of pink and orange returns behind you, with the warmth of the sun placing its hands upon your shoulders. Another day begins, and everything you thought of the night before will guide you through today. It will guide you through tomorrow, and it will guide you through the rest of your future. Night and day are simply the rotation of a celestial body, yet they both hold so much meaning...as the night comes to a close, the mystery and beauty within it does too - replaced by a new beauty. the beauty of new life, the beauty of new light - slowly making its way to the surface. the stars begin to wink out of view, one by one, and you watch them, gazing towards the sky just like hours ago. the transition from sundown to sunrise was as seamless and fluid as the water around you; the surrounding landscape pressed into memory. something so simple as a sunset provided so much closure, so much peace - and you're now more grateful than ever for staying awake, after the afterglow.
as time ticks away, reality begins to slip from your fingertips - falling like grains of sand.
up becomes jumbled with down and sideways, and yet everything is upright - flashes of the world are whisked through your vision, only to be replaced with nothing. hopes and dreams, perhaps. but, as they say, everything must come to an end.
everything seems to be fuzzy. tall grasses sway in the background, the puffy clouds dot the sky. fuzzy dandelion fuzzes circle around, the wind tickling them into doing their afternoon dance. the breeze dances on your nose and you smile, as everything seems to be right in the world...
reality jolts you awake.
it's nighttime now, and the field you were in just moments ago is deserted.
the sky is crystal clear, the moon making its nightly rounds...
and you can see clearly. you smile, but in a different way -
because this time, it's the truth you see.
two and a half years old
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