Thursday, August 4, 2011

Convergence

Previously: Azimuth


Your body appears in a flash and your soul descends to fill it, causing your previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.

You quickly look around to observe your surroundings.

Before the precipice of defeat.
A boundless chasm yawns before you, its maw darker than the endless expanse of sky above. The emptiness all around is suffocating and absolute, rendering all else moot. As if in defiance of the void, a faint shimmer pulsates bleakly at erratic intervals, not unlike the ghost of dying embers before they burn out.
You see no available exits.


You discern:
You are standing upon the Cliffs of Abeyance.
Your environment conforms to that of a cliff.
You are within the continent of Srotheprich.
You are in the Primal Plane.

A bank of cloudy spreads across the ground beneath you.

The white mist here washes over you in a wave of ghostly tendrils.
Your insomnia has cleared up.

The white mist here washes over you in a wave of ghostly tendrils.
You feel incredibly tired and fall asleep immediately.
You are asleep and can do nothing. You may attempt to wake yourself up.

You being your struggle to escape from the dreamworld.

You continue your struggle to escape from the dreamworld.

You continue your struggle to escape from the dreamworld.

Hazy images and sibilant sounds coalesce all around you, dragging you into a dream...


1 comment:

  1. As I have predicted, something greater. :)

    Primal Plane: this is a very creative way to have Azimuth converged on it. It is weird though, to think of the subconscious making a fight with consciousness. Frightening, yet very creative.

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