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Floating endlessly
Across an endless stygian lake
Still, silent, undisturbed
A body, with a shape, yet formless
Trapped in a place in between
Two eyes open
Widening to the void above
While on the surface of the one below
Hanging on by a thread
One moment from the inevitable.
Mist rolls in
Vapors piling up
Recollection of a harbor
And its distinct scent
The herald of collosal giants
Inconceivable masses of dark
Wading through the ocean
In the far distant horizon.
This body belongs to Lilith
The depths dragging her in
Impossibly deep
Yet she fights to stand up
It clings to every fiber of her
Brought to her knees
Head held low in defeat.
The waters tremble and rumble
Not from what is below
But from a blinding radiance
Descending from above
A brilliant beam of light
Illuminating, enlightening
A crashing shockwave of energy
A ray of hope.
The shackles loosen
Lilith must answer this calling
Pulled in two directions
A desperate hand reaching out
To feel the shining warmth
So close she could grab it
Crawling towards in vain
Straining to persist
A losing battle against
Corruption eating at her
Fire fading in the struggle
Taking over piece by piece
One last flicker of light
Before being snuffed out
Cold and abandoned
Sinking into the abyss
Until nothing was left.
Returning to an abrupt awakening, Lilith inhales a breath of unfamiliar fresh air. The first sensation demanding her attention was constriction. Bands of smooth rope coiled around her body, at least that's what it felt like. The tightly packed layer covering her was made of a combination of thick roots and vines, which must have spontaneously grown from the ground while she was passed out. Fortunately Lilith could still breathe, thanks to the small indentations between the cocoon of plant life. That would only last so long, as the pressure mounting on her airways was piling up, the sentient growth slithering almost imperceptibly, perhaps trying to squeeze the nutrients out of her.
And yet, Lilith was in no rush to escape from this situation. She did not think about what negative outcome might occur from choosing to lay still. Her mind was on quite the opposite. Admittedly, being bound like this wasn't so bad. It was oddly familiar. She was mildly curious as to how these plants came to life, and there was a lingering sense that she had ventured to somewhere else. She would figure out where this land was in due time. I could get used to this. Although, thinking it over for a minute, she'd much prefer being tied up by a snake. Or maybe... No, stop. You gotta focus.
Lilith had her fill for now. It was time to get the hell out of here. She grabbed for her– For my...? There was something that was normally on her that was absent. Probably not important. Her only choice was to use her bare hands. Of course, she didn't have much wiggle room, so through a series of tossing and turning that took longer than she'd like to admit, her arms finally slipped through the cracks and begun pulling back the large grassy threads.
This wasn't going anywhere. Lilith sighed in exasperation. It's as if she was bolted down. What the fuck is going on?! Are these plants stronger than me or did I get weak all of a sudden? She was no stranger to a challenge, but this was something entirely different. Well, no point in pondering. It was time to solve this head-on. Don't I have anything sharp? Upon asking herself that question, she groaned realizing the answer.
Lilith grabbed either side of a vine and sank her teeth in. Even with her puzzling lack of strength, she could count on her pearly whites to get the job done. She was rather proud of her set. It's a shame they have to be used for such a lowly purpose. Nevertheless, she made short work of the earthy obstacles and freed her face. Now she moved on to the rest of her upper body, pulling up roots and vines, biting through them, and shimmying out simultaneously.
With one last push, Lilith managed to escape the encasing. Feeling accomplished, she sat down and took a moment to adjust to her surroundings, but not before discovering what she was sitting down on was much less sturdy than she anticipated. The ground here was a slurry of moss and mud, and it stretched on for miles in every direction she scanned. Not to mention she hardly had anything to cushion her backside. The husk she woke up in would have to do for now.
When she studied herself further, she found there was at least a page full of things missing from her. But search as she may, she'd only come up with a blank page. What was previously inscribed on there was now a far off, murky memory. Equally as perplexing were the clothes she was left with, if you could even call them clothes at all. It was a shoddy patchwork of leaves, moss, and scraps of cloth, colored dark, stitched together by some sap-like substance. This definitely wasn't what I was wearing before. But I've never been here before, and I'd certainly remember making this myself. Just more questions, she thought.
Strangely, it was more humid outside in the open air than it was inside and wrapped up. Lilith wouldn't complain, though. That damp heat sticking to the surface of her skin was rather pleasant. She breathed in, calm and relaxed, and an epiphany hit her all at once. This is my element. This amalgamation of swamp and jungle gave her a strong sense of familiarity, and she clung to it. The labyrinth of winding trees obscured any identifiable landmarks to differentiate one area from another, but if Lilith was fated to be lost in here then so be it. This was the perfect paradise to work her way up the food chain.
Even though Lilith was foreign to this world, the smaller creatures seemed to ignore her and go about their business. Dragonflies flitting past, ants marching in single file, beetles scaling across tree bark, birds soaring overhead, spiders weaving silken traps.
There was little time before Lilith was spotted as prey. Something crept through the foliage.
Across an endless stygian lake
Still, silent, undisturbed
A body, with a shape, yet formless
Trapped in a place in between
Two eyes open
Widening to the void above
While on the surface of the one below
Hanging on by a thread
One moment from the inevitable.
Mist rolls in
Vapors piling up
Recollection of a harbor
And its distinct scent
The herald of collosal giants
Inconceivable masses of dark
Wading through the ocean
In the far distant horizon.
This body belongs to Lilith
The depths dragging her in
Impossibly deep
Yet she fights to stand up
It clings to every fiber of her
Brought to her knees
Head held low in defeat.
The waters tremble and rumble
Not from what is below
But from a blinding radiance
Descending from above
A brilliant beam of light
Illuminating, enlightening
A crashing shockwave of energy
A ray of hope.
The shackles loosen
Lilith must answer this calling
Pulled in two directions
A desperate hand reaching out
To feel the shining warmth
So close she could grab it
Crawling towards in vain
Straining to persist
A losing battle against
Corruption eating at her
Fire fading in the struggle
Taking over piece by piece
One last flicker of light
Before being snuffed out
Cold and abandoned
Sinking into the abyss
Until nothing was left.
Returning to an abrupt awakening, Lilith inhales a breath of unfamiliar fresh air. The first sensation demanding her attention was constriction. Bands of smooth rope coiled around her body, at least that's what it felt like. The tightly packed layer covering her was made of a combination of thick roots and vines, which must have spontaneously grown from the ground while she was passed out. Fortunately Lilith could still breathe, thanks to the small indentations between the cocoon of plant life. That would only last so long, as the pressure mounting on her airways was piling up, the sentient growth slithering almost imperceptibly, perhaps trying to squeeze the nutrients out of her.
And yet, Lilith was in no rush to escape from this situation. She did not think about what negative outcome might occur from choosing to lay still. Her mind was on quite the opposite. Admittedly, being bound like this wasn't so bad. It was oddly familiar. She was mildly curious as to how these plants came to life, and there was a lingering sense that she had ventured to somewhere else. She would figure out where this land was in due time. I could get used to this. Although, thinking it over for a minute, she'd much prefer being tied up by a snake. Or maybe... No, stop. You gotta focus.
Lilith had her fill for now. It was time to get the hell out of here. She grabbed for her– For my...? There was something that was normally on her that was absent. Probably not important. Her only choice was to use her bare hands. Of course, she didn't have much wiggle room, so through a series of tossing and turning that took longer than she'd like to admit, her arms finally slipped through the cracks and begun pulling back the large grassy threads.
This wasn't going anywhere. Lilith sighed in exasperation. It's as if she was bolted down. What the fuck is going on?! Are these plants stronger than me or did I get weak all of a sudden? She was no stranger to a challenge, but this was something entirely different. Well, no point in pondering. It was time to solve this head-on. Don't I have anything sharp? Upon asking herself that question, she groaned realizing the answer.
Lilith grabbed either side of a vine and sank her teeth in. Even with her puzzling lack of strength, she could count on her pearly whites to get the job done. She was rather proud of her set. It's a shame they have to be used for such a lowly purpose. Nevertheless, she made short work of the earthy obstacles and freed her face. Now she moved on to the rest of her upper body, pulling up roots and vines, biting through them, and shimmying out simultaneously.
With one last push, Lilith managed to escape the encasing. Feeling accomplished, she sat down and took a moment to adjust to her surroundings, but not before discovering what she was sitting down on was much less sturdy than she anticipated. The ground here was a slurry of moss and mud, and it stretched on for miles in every direction she scanned. Not to mention she hardly had anything to cushion her backside. The husk she woke up in would have to do for now.
When she studied herself further, she found there was at least a page full of things missing from her. But search as she may, she'd only come up with a blank page. What was previously inscribed on there was now a far off, murky memory. Equally as perplexing were the clothes she was left with, if you could even call them clothes at all. It was a shoddy patchwork of leaves, moss, and scraps of cloth, colored dark, stitched together by some sap-like substance. This definitely wasn't what I was wearing before. But I've never been here before, and I'd certainly remember making this myself. Just more questions, she thought.
Strangely, it was more humid outside in the open air than it was inside and wrapped up. Lilith wouldn't complain, though. That damp heat sticking to the surface of her skin was rather pleasant. She breathed in, calm and relaxed, and an epiphany hit her all at once. This is my element. This amalgamation of swamp and jungle gave her a strong sense of familiarity, and she clung to it. The labyrinth of winding trees obscured any identifiable landmarks to differentiate one area from another, but if Lilith was fated to be lost in here then so be it. This was the perfect paradise to work her way up the food chain.
Even though Lilith was foreign to this world, the smaller creatures seemed to ignore her and go about their business. Dragonflies flitting past, ants marching in single file, beetles scaling across tree bark, birds soaring overhead, spiders weaving silken traps.
There was little time before Lilith was spotted as prey. Something crept through the foliage.