insomnis_veritas | Entries tagged with xenosaga: nigredo

The doors creaked open, light streaking through them, and the traveler peered around its surroundings one more time, the chorus of the creatures moving through the mist echoing in the space around.

But its journey was not yet over. There was still more it had yet to travel. It took a step forward, one, and then two, and then the traveler was running, running towards the light emancipating from the huge doorway--

And then it was through. Cold and damp soaked through its cloak and pressed into its form, its legs sinking down like it had into the sand. Frost began to edge along its scarf, and in the distance...

In the distance, the traveler saw another form.

There was something strange in waking to an empty city, an unfortified vessel. Renamon wasn't sure how much time had passed, how long her mind had frozen in its movements, but this, at least, was not familiar. To her last recall, she had faced Tear in a pit of sand, pressed to combat for a madman's pleasure, but there was a lag behind that memory--A moment's beat that pressed her for more recall.

None came. She was here, in an unknown area, and apparently alone. Even silent as she was, her steps echoed lightly within the city's limits, and Renamon's senses stretched to take in any sensation that came.

[ Not real. Oh, god, it's funny at this point. So funny. Because every time things fell into place, things were ruined-- A perfect world demolished by Takano's machinations, and one last chance, one last time, and when everything reset, she was--

Here. A mental institute that said none of that was real. Oh, god, it was so funny. So funny that she screamed in their face outright, and despite being "such a little girl," she was sedated off the bat.

Yeah. So funny. ]

The great doors of the ballroom opened at a touch, and Albedo stared into the grey light, unimpressed. A fine mist diluted sight and form, and it was all too obvious that the ones who brought forth the unlocking were supposed to step forward for the sight of what laid behind the dust and thickened air--too obvious a setup, and too trite the design.

...But, just as well, there was no point in not continuing. After a glance at his brother, Albedo stepped through the doors. Nigredo moved with him, and not two feet in, there came the sound of a slam, of heavy doors shutting. The white-haired Variant gave a sigh--just as expected--and glanced backwards. Only to tilt his head, eyebrows raising lightly. Well, now. The doors had vanished entirely, leaving nothing, so that at least broke the pattern if but slightly.

His gaze angled towards his brother. "I take it we're continuing?"

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Entries tagged with xenosaga: nigredo

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