02-02-2020, 02:17 AM
<center><div style="width:400px; padding:30px;font-family:times;font-size:12px;line-height:14px;background:#000000;color:#FBFBF8;text-align:justify">Torryn is alone, as he often is.
He does not return to Taiga as frequently as he used to, finding that the great trees there feel too close together – have they always been that way, he wonders? The forest had seemed so large when he was younger, with trees that he was sure could reach the moon, and shadows that stretched into an endless abyss. It all felt smaller now, somehow. He now knew the trees could never climb that high, and though the shadows were indeed eternal, they were not his. They were his father’s, and his siblings, and though he could enter them, he would never be apart of them.
He is in some nameless meadow when he sees the flash that streaks across the sky, and stops to stare at the remnants of light that trail after it. He follows it with his eyes to where it seems to crash into the earth, and he is so certain that he feels the ground pulse with the impact of it.
He follows it, because he has nothing better to do. He disappears into the night, guided by some nameless pull. It takes him to the mountain, he thinks, but he is not entirely sure. A thick fog had appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and he cannot see the great peak that looms in the distance. He just knows that the ground had become rocky and the trees and thinned, but the mouth of the cave he finds himself standing before has him disoriented.
Staring into the yawning darkness, he hesitates. There was a tension tightening in his gut, that instinct that told him something was off and to not enter. He had never been a foolish or brash sort, and in the time that he is standing there contemplating to turn around or not, a bone-chilling cry drifts from the chambers of it. It is the kind of wail that makes his hair stand on end, the kind that makes him want to run headlong into the darkness while also disappear back the way he had come.
And for now, he does neither. He remains caught in limbo, staring unblinking into the unyielding shadows, unsure if he wants to see what might be staring back.</font></div></center>
He does not return to Taiga as frequently as he used to, finding that the great trees there feel too close together – have they always been that way, he wonders? The forest had seemed so large when he was younger, with trees that he was sure could reach the moon, and shadows that stretched into an endless abyss. It all felt smaller now, somehow. He now knew the trees could never climb that high, and though the shadows were indeed eternal, they were not his. They were his father’s, and his siblings, and though he could enter them, he would never be apart of them.
He is in some nameless meadow when he sees the flash that streaks across the sky, and stops to stare at the remnants of light that trail after it. He follows it with his eyes to where it seems to crash into the earth, and he is so certain that he feels the ground pulse with the impact of it.
He follows it, because he has nothing better to do. He disappears into the night, guided by some nameless pull. It takes him to the mountain, he thinks, but he is not entirely sure. A thick fog had appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and he cannot see the great peak that looms in the distance. He just knows that the ground had become rocky and the trees and thinned, but the mouth of the cave he finds himself standing before has him disoriented.
Staring into the yawning darkness, he hesitates. There was a tension tightening in his gut, that instinct that told him something was off and to not enter. He had never been a foolish or brash sort, and in the time that he is standing there contemplating to turn around or not, a bone-chilling cry drifts from the chambers of it. It is the kind of wail that makes his hair stand on end, the kind that makes him want to run headlong into the darkness while also disappear back the way he had come.
And for now, he does neither. He remains caught in limbo, staring unblinking into the unyielding shadows, unsure if he wants to see what might be staring back.</font></div></center>