THE HORRORS OF OBLIVION | [@]MERIDIAN

[damnpire]

[D's communion into Meridian aligned minds is like a very polite knock at the door, except when the door is finally opened, a rush of icy wind blows in. No warmth or mirth can be found in the space of his mind, though it's a surprisingly gentle, dark void despite the chill. It's familiar for anyone who has had a communion with him, but probably kind of eerie for those who haven't.

It's also pretty quiet now actually.]

I made an attempt to Reincarnate the late Tribune. [He delivers this all very clinically, very factual.] It failed, but not because he hadn't been willing.

Something else had been inside him. [Can Nothing be something?] It had cleaned his soul out, if he had one at all, and left him as a husk. There was no soul to shift into another body.

It spoke through him. It said, "We never would have been able to Enter without the Choices that have been made."

[:wooper:]

Comments

[damnpire]

[Maybe he should have kept quiet (no).]

We won't know until we find out more information. For now, I think we may be okay.

But not for very long. Springstar and Highstorm have been changing.

[appeale]

Yeah, the shadows and stuff... Aren't they—I mean, I feel like they want something. It's like they're going for my Shard...

People got possessed, too, didn't they? In the previous Oracle. Maybe that's the same thing that spoke to you, and we're under attack by freaky shadow body-snatcher things.

[ she's so fed up with all of this that she's not bothering to filter her words into Italian Renaissance-appropriate dialogue. ]

[damnpire]

There is still a little time. We should find out what we can about Shard which may not be like our own.

Have relations with the Church, don't you? Cyrus told me before it was not a bad place to find information.