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    Fortunate Sleep

    Post by Lunette on Wed Dec 16, 2015 10:01 pm

    23:55 - December 15th, Year 6

    You know when people say, “I stared into the void, and the void stared back”? Well, at this point, it felt very literal for Veskur as he was enveloped in what felt like the void. It was dark, so very dark, and yet, he could still see things move in his peripheral vision; chains rattled both close and off in the distance, clinking melodically to the ambience that surrounded him—sounds of long, loud flapping of what could be wings, a shrilly screech every so often… it sounded like a bird, almost, but it felt… how did it feel? It felt like the rabbit was both floating… or falling? He couldn’t distinguish the two at this moment in time, and when he tried to reach out to the nothingness, Veskur touched a strange… substance… whatever it was, it couldn’t be natural—and if it was, the rabbit didn’t wish to know.

    Where would he emerge? How? This whole experience was fascinating, and he’d be far more interested in moving around and feeling… sensing… he could be doing lots of things! But, really… Veskur’s weak state kept him from doing much. The only thing he wanted to do was nothing—his mind hurt even with the simplest of thoughts and his body felt like it could fall apart at any second. These feelings and what senses he still had would be gone soon, though. Much like how this void carried him to his doom, he would be seeing it again very soon, after he gained a bit of mercy.

    And just as he felt himself want to sleep, the sudden chill of snow and wind welcomed him as Veskur found himself in the snow so suddenly, such a smooth transition, it was hard to figure out what even happened. The furry hand moved through the patch of snow, feeling the cold and dampness, just to feel it… Forcing himself up, the rabbit looked at his surroundings and felt… both a somber and peaceful feeling overwhelm him.


    “A good choice, ya?” a chuckle followed as he enjoyed the scenery, not having left the city since arriving. “I really should get out more,” it would’ve been a nice change… it’d be a wonderful dream to have the Tavern actually in the forest instead of in the city, cluttered and loud and filthy… When he came back, he’d have to talk to Lunette about it, maybe… Eyes locked onto the scenery for another few minutes, Veskur finally turned around to look at Fear as he took in another deep breath. “Alright. Sorry for delaying, haha… I’m not used to this.” Accepting one’s death was always hard, especially in such a surreal setting and way.

    “What do we do now...?”

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    Re: Fortunate Sleep

    Post by Fear on Wed Dec 16, 2015 11:31 pm

    “A good choice, ya?”

    Out of the impenetrable darkness emerged the fiend himself, Fear's undulating aura a striking black spot in a sea of white. "It isss far removed from all known sssettlementsss," he rasped, approaching the dying man.

    It was... serene here, wasn't it? The forest was... quiet, almost immaculate. Snow gently fell from above and covered the world in a wintry blanket; hardly a minute in the elements and already Fear's helmet was gathering quite the frosty layer. The air was brisk, awakening all who were fortunate enough to breathe. What do we do now, asked a soul doomed to die... The answer was rather simple, no? "You meet your end," came an even-tempered response. But, perhaps, that was a bit on-the-nose. "Mm... it ssshall go asss thussss, Misssster Rabbit: kneel down and classsp your handsss together. Keep your eyesss trained ever forward and calmly breathe. Empty your mind... ssstill your thoughtsss. Once you have done ssso, I want you to think of the happiessst memory imaginable." Sounded pretty easy, right? A laughable notion, for facing one's death was rarely easy.

    Still, there was the promise of sweet release. Still, there was the promise of a painless and quick demise. Seven days' time was an acceptable trade for a continued existence free of hellish nightmares and cruel, sadistic desires. Chains rattled, the ghoul on the move. He purposefully clung to the farthest reaches of Veskur's peripherals and kept a mindful distance. "Breathe..." he hissed, his voice as seductive as any siren's spell. "Breathe and think of happier timesss." A spell had been cast, and the frigid shackles of hopelessness just melted... away.

    Warmth traveled throughout Veskur's body and protected his extremities from growing numb.

    It is time.
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    Re: Fortunate Sleep

    Post by Lunette on Thu Dec 17, 2015 12:44 am

    Yes, his end. That was what was to come next…

    He knew that but… it still felt hard to believe. The rabbit just had to keep telling himself, “it will be alright” and that was all he could do to steel his nerves, knowing he’d return soon. The instructions for what was to come next were simple enough, though it would most likely take a bit for his mind to empty. Nevertheless, he did as he was told and knelt down, hands cupped and eyes fixated on the horizon of misty darkness as the moonlight broke through the grey, murky clouds. His eyes looked glazed over almost, and ever tired, dark spots under his eyes and dried blood on his mouth and nose. Speaking of which…

    Veskur removed the gauze from his nose and placed them in his pocket, not wanting to throw them into the forest to ruin the landscape, and gently dusted some of the dried blood off of his fur. Every breath taken felt like his last, his face morose and smile long faded as he closed his eyes for but a moment, trying to free himself of all thoughts. All of the nagging, terrible thoughts that had been swirling and swimming through his mind, breaking through in his speech and actions, Veskur felt glad at the thought of finally being ridden of them.

    Deep breaths… long and slow inhales and exhales… the thoughts that lurked in his mind began to very slowly fade as he tried to focus, focus very hard on something specific and good. The happiest memory he had… What could that be? Family? Friends? Home…?

    Everything went black, and outside, Veskur was so still and motionless, it was like he had frozen over. Inside, though, he could see… a small thread of light in his mind; it was bright, and felt like the sun’s warming rays on a cold winter day like a greeting from some divine being above. It felt so nice, Veskur reached out to it and touched it.





    “Tonight was fun! I really liked that… I haven’t been out in the longest time.”
    “I’m glad… you look beautiful, by the way.”

    Lunette blushed softly at the compliment, the scene that of a tavern, similar to the one in the residential district, but it was covered in vines and was placed in a thick forest, the road not even paved and covered in dirt and rocks. The cat wore a black dress with her hair up, and Veskur in a black suit and tie, the two of them dressed for the evening. “You don’t look half bad yourself~!” she teased and purred, hugging him with a very happy expression, nose scrunched up in a large smile. “Thank you for inviting me… the dancing was my favorite part, I think.”

    Veskur smiled as he opened the door, letting her step in before him as her heels echoed on the stone floor of the foyer with the intent on heading to the bar. The wood flooring continued to keep up the echoing as she hopped up on the counter and sat, happily kicking her legs as Veskur followed and sat close, wrapping an arm around her. “We should go dancing again… you’re very light on your feet!”I’ll make sure to do that the next time I come around, ya? We can have another nice night!”

    The feline purred happily and nuzzled herself into his chest, feeling content and happy while the rabbit hugged her close, resting his head on her hair. It smelled like Xic'cuew flowers; they were small and pink, almost iridescent, and had a scent of kiwi and strawberries. It was a lovely scent, really, one of the nicest things Veskur had smelled, along with her lovely perfume, as if one’s nose was being kissed gently with roses and buttercups. It was such a nice, warm feeling… it became even nicer as the cat looked up at him and pet the side of his face gently, “you’re so very sweet. Thank you for staying with me…” “I know you don’t like being alone for too long...”

    She only nodded, smiling softly as she kept petting his face, curling up closer to him as her tail wrapped itself around the two. “Would you like to stay tonight…? I know you have a place but… it’d be nice to fall asleep with someone around…” Veskur grinned and gave her a small peck on the forehead, “of course. I’d be happy to…” Lunette began to purr loudly, hiding her face in his chest, her cheek rubbing against the material of his coat.

    The way she spoke to him and touched him, it was so comforting and loving… it was hard for him to watch her face as she started to nod off and not kiss her sweet lips… so tempting, but he wasn’t going to do something so reckless, so stupid and ruin this precious moment and time he spent with her! He’d never forgive himself…

    “… Sleep well, mi vefo.”






    Everything started to fade, darker and darker as if he was nodding off in a quiet and welcoming sleep, the warmth still there and keeping him from feeling the cold embrace of death…

    And then, nothing.

    Nothing but broken data that meshed with the snow so perfectly... it was as if no one was there to begin with.
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    Re: Fortunate Sleep

    Post by Fear on Tue Jan 05, 2016 6:08 am

    How does one kill a man?

    Is it with serrated metal teeth, tempered and lethal? An incendiary device, unpredictable and wild? Perhaps a standard tearing of the throat, violent and intimate? Ahh... it was none of these, for this was not a mere man led to his slaughter, a common hooligan to satiate predatory desire, but a... friend - a friend of a friend, and that was good enough. On this eve, the cold and dreary night of the 15th of December... the executioner stayed his blood-soaked axe and took pity upon an ailing soul.

    The poison worked slowly, almost without detection. By the time Veskur had felt his fingers and toes grow numb, it was already... too late. Psychic tendrils weaved their way deeper into the Anitra's body and mind, into his very spirit, where they steadily ate away at his vitality. Soon, yes... Very soon. But let the man have his peaceful death - let the man dream. Of her beautiful silken hair, striking in its rich, royal colour. Of her soft feminine curves, voluptuous and shaped to make any man yearn; to have his heart ache with desire. Of her gentle eyes, of her tempting aroma, of her innocent smile, of her - oh! Let a man dream of his love and bid the darkness away forever more! The noose tightened around Veskur's neck with every second the man greedily coveted, his body growing cold and colder as the night wore on. Soon, yes... Very soon.

    He held onto his precious moment, onto the warmth it granted him, and quietly... slipped away. The terrible dark things that had for weeks tormented his mind cherished the last of their nibbles and evaporated - banished - into the hellish abyss from whence they came.

    There was a ragged breath and then... nothing.

    Poof!

    1s and 0s wafted upward from the fractured body of a man who was never there, ethereal eyes noting their predicted appearance with a mixture of relief and misery; of guilt and self-loathing. Alone, now... So terribly, frightfully alone... The deed was done, Veskur was unarguably... dead. Yet again the clock began its countdown of seven days, the number as arbitrary as it was torturous, and it will be in this time, this absence of a single man, that the grief of his passing shall be the hardest. That a woman, so kind and generous was she... felt sympathy for two disgusting, selfish creatures of far more wicked qualities. She was to suffer for their inconsideration.

    A quiet, distressed sob escaped the wretch; a shaky hand over the phantom pains of a beating, morose heart.

    You...! You, who he called brother...! You left him to pick up your mess. You left him in this hour of need. You left, and now... Ghostly lights stared down at where Veskur had once knelt, his murderer dropping his hand. And now, they wait. For the seven days, for the healing of fresh, bitter wounds. For you to return and face the repercussions of your actions. She will never forgive them. She will never smile. She will know nothing but hatred. There was nothing here to savour, there was nothing here to admire. He was... finished here, unsettled by this expansive forest and how distant he was from the others. Nothing here, nothing here, nothing here... Like a trick of the light, he was gone. Into the darkness he melded and was forever lost to the ravenous creatures within, his spirit tender and crushed.

    You left him alone...

    So terribly, frightfully... alone.

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