It’s too fast, it’s too fast. Everything’s screaming and she can’t stop it from resounding.
It’s too fast, it’s too fast T O O F A S T
How her heart pangs to hear the words, oh her emotions twist and rip at her insides and yet for now her composure is that of a statue carved of marble. The once neutral yet happy expression is long replaced with something akin to horror and repulsion. Flashes of the past come in tidal waves against her thoughts, over and over they beat down on her; harpooning her with both pain and rage.
So many colors swirl; faster and faster, bright reds, purples and oranges as they mold together to form a disgusting putrid aura of death and destruction. There are so many pieces that float in its poisonous river and even more laid to rest at the bottom of its bed; fingers, arms, legs, heads and even the souls of those long fast. Many faces with no names and yet they make her scream inside – the horror of it all. And at its center is a creature dressed in blue, but he’s no saint; he’s the master of genocide and murders relentlessly with no remorse to those who do not submit.
He looks just like… TIT—
“N-No! NO! NO, NO, NO NOOOOOOO!!”
All of the memories flood her and none of them make any sense, and yet, all the sense in the world. She refused to come to that conclusion just yet, no, the one person meant to reveal her purpose in this world was the one who… may have… taken it all away? Was it so? Was it true?!
In a panic, Nevy spun on heel and took a dive into the waters below, hiding just behind the rock she’d been sitting on minutes previous to her reunion with Pedri. And beneath the water did she scream her rage, her depression, and attempts at delusion.
“THIS CAN’T BE!!! This can’t be right!! I have to find out my purpose! Gil said we would! GIL SAID HE HAD THE ANSWERS, WE JUST– WE NEED THOSE ANSWERS, WE NEED TO KNOW WHY I’M DEAD!!!”
[ GIL… must have been NEVY’S host. how he SURVIVED her volatile emotions
must be short of MIRACLE. to see the
familiar sight of FEAR on a face he never WISHED to see it DISTURBED him.
yet AGAIN, he caused his warriors GRIEF.
his DIGITS ran across the lukewarm and WET wall of her dreamscape. almost IMMEDIATELY, its as if his sorrow CRAWLED along, drying it to a DEATH-like state.
he knew this was PEDRI’S fault. TITAN…
was a simple reminder of what true HUBRIS
does to a kingdom. the NIGHTMARE day
was as vivid as spilled BLOOD. the BLOOD
of his allies FALLING one by one. SLAIN as
the defense was FUTILE. no STRATEGY
worked that could save his PLANET. the
monolith was TOO good. but it was his
loved one’s plan. to escape EXECUTION
and live to FIGHT another day. then…came
his FINAL STAND. his WARRIORS…brethren
that no PRICE could buy. gave their last word.
but he would NEVER die without a fight. he
was a WARRIOR to his final breath. RAGE
like the very WRATH he held in his dying
hands, he lunged. and died on the blade.
the very MEMORY scarred along his MASK…- ]
…nevy NERVINE…
[ it was a blur but it was the PAST. the wails
of the WITCH echoed in dreamscape. no
doubt the REAPER was the only one who
could SOLVE it. he knelt to the edge of the
sea, seeing the very doubt that stretched
farther as she HOWLED. perhaps this was
his ONE chance to rescue his FAILURES…]
…nevy NERVINE.
[ WISPS of dragonflies slowly melted into
the water. a faint GLOW of familiar purple
bubbles slowly SANK to her side. it whirled
until slowing down to her SIGHT. it felt like
they…DANCED within the depths. INVITED
her to join the man whos hand slowly traced
the SURFACE of a pool he had no idea to
tread. but he knew he was DESTINED to lead.
either alone…or with HER. ]
Pedri NANEVGANI requests your AUDIENCE. you of all PEOPLE
know there is no TRUE answer.
the truth will simply be WARPED
until THEY profit. but i NEED you
to face it. until the TRUTH pales to
your WORDS. pales to the MELODY
to hum of your entrancing song and
lead THEM to their DEATHS. you are
MY warrior of WORDS. watery wails
that wipe all. and i NEED you. by MY side.
