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Morning Petal
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>>441037
In my weakened state that will take some considerable time, and your aid.
>>441038
No...as it becomes clear in my mind again, I was what you might call the incarnation of fear. It was my life blood then, as it is now. I am not cycling a liquid so much as what little of this essence I have clung to over the centuries.
It would seem this heart is the measure of what is left of me.
>>441039
As my consciousness regains footing, I would say yes. I wish to become fear again. I am beginning to remember how beautiful fear could be.
I continue to beat, stretching my awareness out a little further.
I cannot see, but I can sense my surroundings well enough.
Ah! Yes, that shrine just above us. It took most of my strength to make it in conjuncture with regaining my wakened state. On a subconscious level I knew this was the first step to full revival.
I can only make inanimate objects as of just yet. It would seem I have been gathering the mild unease of passersby over the years to come to this point. The accumulation was so fractional. I am glad I was asleep for it.
However, as you say, the unfortunate drawback is the world will have changed dramatically in my absence. I feel under-prepared.
But fortunate to have the power of voices.
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