07-17-2018, 02:42 PM
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Shining had grown tired of walking. The past few months had been filled with nothing other than the motion of his legs and paws, putting one in front of the other. No set destination in mind, no location to intentionally visit. His body wandered, as did his mind. Neither could stop for rest, to relax and enjoy a moment's peace. Something kept him moving, kept him in motion.
[glow=black,2,300]YOU CAN'T RUN FROM THE PAST.[/glow]
Was he trying to distance himself from something? Someone? Shining had almost forgotten why he originally left home. The reason, unfortunately, always resurfaced. It always reminded him of the painful truth on why he was so far from that place. He didn't like thinking about it. It always broke his heart. So Shining tried to push the thought away.
[glow=black,2,300]NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO, YOU'LL HURT SOMEONE. THAT IS YOUR CURSE. YOUR FATE. YOUR DOOM.[/glow]
The voice was always there to remind him. Shining once had the ability to suppress its venomous words. Not anymore- his mind and soul had weakened, fallen apart like a disease eating away at him. No barrier, no defense against the voice within him, slowly driving him insane.
[glow=black,2,300]YOU WILL FALTER. YOU WILL FAIL. I HAVE SEEN IT HAPPEN TIME AND TIME AGAIN.[/glow]
But he found ways to distract himself. Maybe that's why he was walking, even now, despite his body growing tired and exhausted. Despite the warnings of the medic telling him to rest, Shining had to focus on walking. Keep moving, don't listen to its words. He was outside the borders of the Ascendants' territory now, not concerned with where he was going or who he'd bump into. That was much less of a priority at the moment.
Shining had grown tired of walking. The past few months had been filled with nothing other than the motion of his legs and paws, putting one in front of the other. No set destination in mind, no location to intentionally visit. His body wandered, as did his mind. Neither could stop for rest, to relax and enjoy a moment's peace. Something kept him moving, kept him in motion.
[glow=black,2,300]YOU CAN'T RUN FROM THE PAST.[/glow]
Was he trying to distance himself from something? Someone? Shining had almost forgotten why he originally left home. The reason, unfortunately, always resurfaced. It always reminded him of the painful truth on why he was so far from that place. He didn't like thinking about it. It always broke his heart. So Shining tried to push the thought away.
[glow=black,2,300]NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO, YOU'LL HURT SOMEONE. THAT IS YOUR CURSE. YOUR FATE. YOUR DOOM.[/glow]
The voice was always there to remind him. Shining once had the ability to suppress its venomous words. Not anymore- his mind and soul had weakened, fallen apart like a disease eating away at him. No barrier, no defense against the voice within him, slowly driving him insane.
[glow=black,2,300]YOU WILL FALTER. YOU WILL FAIL. I HAVE SEEN IT HAPPEN TIME AND TIME AGAIN.[/glow]
But he found ways to distract himself. Maybe that's why he was walking, even now, despite his body growing tired and exhausted. Despite the warnings of the medic telling him to rest, Shining had to focus on walking. Keep moving, don't listen to its words. He was outside the borders of the Ascendants' territory now, not concerned with where he was going or who he'd bump into. That was much less of a priority at the moment.
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WHO KNEW THE EMPTINESS COULD BE SO COLD?!
Shininglight — Wanderer — tags[/shadow]
WHO KNEW THE EMPTINESS COULD BE SO COLD?!
Shininglight — Wanderer — tags[/shadow]