Consequence of Action -- Forgotten Infinity

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Subject: Consequence of Action

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...a small taste of that which is to come

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Date Posted: 19:08:13 06/14/02 Fri
In reply to: ..... 's message, "The Eyes of the Beholder can be gouged out and blinded" on 13:39:07 06/14/02 Fri

Drifting, endless, fragments of something torn and whithered. Broken by time rather than forgotten by its flows, torn by a Dreamer's touch as still she lay sleeping. A smile touched Dreamer's face as events came into being, a thin circle of magic sprayed across reality as imprisoned and broken soul became found. Poor little bird, fireknight dangling on fate's string as things wound to a final and abrupt halt. No longer to drift, no longer to die, only to fade. A purer fade than any other as fate and destiny combined towards an infinite regaining of a whole.

Lashana had left, leaving Clowie to herself, a small girl and her bearcub standing virtually alone in a world that was far more familiar than it should have been...and yet so very different. When will we realize we all walk the same plain, only calling it by different names, and creating our own word meaning "Creator"? There is no difference in divinities, only one great power converged to make us all what we have become... and to give us the chance for progression.

They drew upon it, twin identities of fate that hitherto had remained nameless. And yet their names I will not forswear at this time, it is not the place of one such as I. A smile. Thin and cold, a random light dancing across its surface, so much like Salvation was this night.

A push, a force of time upon soul, pulled from one form of existence and into another, shattered as Kestral began to entangle in Darkwell's body... an uncanny resistance... Something met midway. Perhaps it might have been wise to look before leaping, Creator's eyes seeing more than any mortal.. no matter his power or skill... and placing Fate in an opportunistic moment.

Chaos smiled as seraphim energy flooded over her, knew when ties to her creation, her Wyrd, became substantially stronger. Trust broken, a creature held at bay by prophecy... became liberated.

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