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Post by Treylech on Jul 6, 2016 19:31:03 GMT
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Amongst the cold of the North, the warmth that swept over him was glorified indeed, but Treylech soon found that he wasn’t as well off as he had first presumed. There was darkness. He saw nothing. Then, he saw everything. The darkness was swept away by a vision of clouds. He could see clearly, but it left an unpleasant taste in his mouth.
Sort of.
The so called taste was his consciousness attempting to grasp the fact that he had no physical form anymore. There were clouds everywhere, making up the floor and somewhat in faltering path for all the other wisps around him. They all seemed to be in a line leading up to an oriental looking building adorned with fancy statues.
He followed the rest of the pack toward the building. It was strange how easy it was to move around without legs. It was both natural and unnerving at the same time. He pressed on through the line, not really sure what they were waiting for or why he was there to begin with.
He remembered light engulfing him right before he showed up. Something about a woman kept flashing through his thoughts.
It was about this time he realized that someone was guiding the crowd into the building. The blue skin and horns made him look like a demon, but his facial features and outfit made him look like a kind-hearted chauffer.
Treylech was confused, and rifled through his thoughts. In his distracted state he didn’t realize that he had entered the building. When he came back he realized he was standing before a behemoth of a man with red skin and horns. He was awestruck, but he finally realized what was going on.
He was about to get judged for his actions in life. This was it. The afterlife.
Amongst the cold of the North, the warmth that swept over him was glorified indeed, but Treylech soon found that he wasn’t as well off as he had first presumed. There was darkness. He saw nothing. Then, he saw everything. The darkness was swept away by a vision of clouds. He could see clearly, but it left an unpleasant taste in his mouth.
Sort of.
The so called taste was his consciousness attempting to grasp the fact that he had no physical form anymore. There were clouds everywhere, making up the floor and somewhat in faltering path for all the other wisps around him. They all seemed to be in a line leading up to an oriental looking building adorned with fancy statues.
He followed the rest of the pack toward the building. It was strange how easy it was to move around without legs. It was both natural and unnerving at the same time. He pressed on through the line, not really sure what they were waiting for or why he was there to begin with.
He remembered light engulfing him right before he showed up. Something about a woman kept flashing through his thoughts.
It was about this time he realized that someone was guiding the crowd into the building. The blue skin and horns made him look like a demon, but his facial features and outfit made him look like a kind-hearted chauffer.
Treylech was confused, and rifled through his thoughts. In his distracted state he didn’t realize that he had entered the building. When he came back he realized he was standing before a behemoth of a man with red skin and horns. He was awestruck, but he finally realized what was going on.
He was about to get judged for his actions in life. This was it. The afterlife.
