Unto Brave New Worlds
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kaisouWHO: Y'shtola and a suspiciously familiar goose
WHERE: Y'shtola's Labyrinth and Blue Fish Lake Park
WHEN: Late November
WHAT: Emerging into a strange new world
WARNINGS: Memories of self sacrifice and mentions of the afterlife
[ The familiar sound of shoes on crystal, the only sound in an eerily quiet landscape. Familiar crystalline structures that hum with an alien energy, similar yet different to her native aether, but it serves to let her see all the same. The path before her is familiar, the aethereal sea, the crystalized aether paths of the Aeitascope... yet it is not, the ambient aether and lingering souls of Etherys's life stream absent in this imitation. And She should know, having cast herself into the life stream on more than one occasion... ]
At least I came out dressed this time.
[A sigh follows those words as she stops walking, this was different, there had been no spell, no one pulling her soul back from the life stream. She remembers being deep in research on travel between the shards, and then she was waking up here, in this labyrinth of crystal. She was confident this wasn't a dream, but she was certain of little else, and she's learning little and less in this place, wandering for hours. If she keeps pushing forward, eventually she will find an exit, if her mental map is correct the path has not yet looped, so it must be leading somewhere. Just then, a breeze upon her face, rustling her silver hair, grabbing her attention. She turns towards the source of the breeze, an opening, maybe even an exit, at the very least a change of scenery. She walks towards it, stepping through the threshold, the portals magics blinding her to anything beyond until she steps through and grass crunches under her feet, a cool breeze with the scent of water washes over her, a crisp late autumn breeze.
The air itself feels almost thick with energy, not aether but something similar. She can perceive it all the same, clearly the same energy that had formed the labyrinth she had just emerged from, the portal of which closes behind her as she turns to observe it. She can see currents of energy in the air, it seems almost chaotic, unintentional. but the world is sufficiently saturated that she can make out the outlines of buildings in the distance, sky scrapers taller than she is used to back home, more reminiscent in size to some of the buildings of solution 9, but lacking the familiar electric aetheric signature that permeates that place. Something else catches her eyes, something new entirely, as she looks up to the sky and sees the flow of the leylines spirit energy, illuminating the usually blank sky. She is momentarily awestruck, the last time she'd 'seen' the sky was on the first, when the light aspected aether still choked the sky. But that was oppressive, this was... beautiful.]
If only the others were here to see this, I wonder how Urianger with his flowery words would describe the sight.
[A soft flicker of a smile plays across her lips as she thinks of her comrades, but quickly fades, she is alone, in an unfamiliar world. She will have plenty of time to miss people after she figures out where she is. And for that - HONK - A noise cuts her off, nearly making her jump as she turns to see a familiar shape, a few geese, coming out of the water and walking towards the grass, She moves to step aside onto the paved walkway that surrounds the lake. She stops and tilts her head as she observes one of the geese walking passed is dressed like her.]
Curious... I will have to follow up on that, but I should focus on getting my bearings, a library or archive of some sort would be as good a start as any.
[Although if the books are not printed with aether/energy conductive ink, she would struggle to read them. Surely this world has aids for the visually impaired to gather information. She hears a new sound, her ears twitching as she turns towards it, footsteps, humanoid. An unfamiliar aetheric signature, far enough away she cannot make out details, seems to be approaching.]</small] Excuse me, I find myself a little lost, could you point me in the direction of a Library?
WHERE: Y'shtola's Labyrinth and Blue Fish Lake Park
WHEN: Late November
WHAT: Emerging into a strange new world
WARNINGS: Memories of self sacrifice and mentions of the afterlife
[ The familiar sound of shoes on crystal, the only sound in an eerily quiet landscape. Familiar crystalline structures that hum with an alien energy, similar yet different to her native aether, but it serves to let her see all the same. The path before her is familiar, the aethereal sea, the crystalized aether paths of the Aeitascope... yet it is not, the ambient aether and lingering souls of Etherys's life stream absent in this imitation. And She should know, having cast herself into the life stream on more than one occasion... ]
At least I came out dressed this time.
[A sigh follows those words as she stops walking, this was different, there had been no spell, no one pulling her soul back from the life stream. She remembers being deep in research on travel between the shards, and then she was waking up here, in this labyrinth of crystal. She was confident this wasn't a dream, but she was certain of little else, and she's learning little and less in this place, wandering for hours. If she keeps pushing forward, eventually she will find an exit, if her mental map is correct the path has not yet looped, so it must be leading somewhere. Just then, a breeze upon her face, rustling her silver hair, grabbing her attention. She turns towards the source of the breeze, an opening, maybe even an exit, at the very least a change of scenery. She walks towards it, stepping through the threshold, the portals magics blinding her to anything beyond until she steps through and grass crunches under her feet, a cool breeze with the scent of water washes over her, a crisp late autumn breeze.
The air itself feels almost thick with energy, not aether but something similar. She can perceive it all the same, clearly the same energy that had formed the labyrinth she had just emerged from, the portal of which closes behind her as she turns to observe it. She can see currents of energy in the air, it seems almost chaotic, unintentional. but the world is sufficiently saturated that she can make out the outlines of buildings in the distance, sky scrapers taller than she is used to back home, more reminiscent in size to some of the buildings of solution 9, but lacking the familiar electric aetheric signature that permeates that place. Something else catches her eyes, something new entirely, as she looks up to the sky and sees the flow of the leylines spirit energy, illuminating the usually blank sky. She is momentarily awestruck, the last time she'd 'seen' the sky was on the first, when the light aspected aether still choked the sky. But that was oppressive, this was... beautiful.]
If only the others were here to see this, I wonder how Urianger with his flowery words would describe the sight.
[A soft flicker of a smile plays across her lips as she thinks of her comrades, but quickly fades, she is alone, in an unfamiliar world. She will have plenty of time to miss people after she figures out where she is. And for that - HONK - A noise cuts her off, nearly making her jump as she turns to see a familiar shape, a few geese, coming out of the water and walking towards the grass, She moves to step aside onto the paved walkway that surrounds the lake. She stops and tilts her head as she observes one of the geese walking passed is dressed like her.]
Curious... I will have to follow up on that, but I should focus on getting my bearings, a library or archive of some sort would be as good a start as any.
[Although if the books are not printed with aether/energy conductive ink, she would struggle to read them. Surely this world has aids for the visually impaired to gather information. She hears a new sound, her ears twitching as she turns towards it, footsteps, humanoid. An unfamiliar aetheric signature, far enough away she cannot make out details, seems to be approaching.]</small] Excuse me, I find myself a little lost, could you point me in the direction of a Library?
