Through The Living Glass She/They Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 1 hour ago, Spark of Hope said: “Talk to me?” It chirped again, cocking its head.
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Author Posted November 9, 2024 9 hours ago, Spark of Hope said: “Yes.” “Talk to me?” “Yes, connecting nodes is how I talk to normal people better. And how parts of me talks to other parts of me. I do not think humans can talk that way, but birds might.”
Through the Living Hope Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 9 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said: It chirped again, cocking its head. 16 minutes ago, Dragonheir said: “Yes, connecting nodes is how I talk to normal people better. And how parts of me talks to other parts of me. I do not think humans can talk that way, but birds might.” “So, you can understand the bird?”
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Author Posted November 9, 2024 5 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said: “So, you can understand the bird?” “No, I thought you might. But humans do not talk the same as Ferrians, and neither do birds.”
Through the Living Hope Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 5 minutes ago, Dragonheir said: “No, I thought you might. But humans do not talk the same as Ferrians, and neither do birds.” “Yeah… unfortunately, I can’t understand it. I can only hope it understands me.”
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Author Posted November 9, 2024 1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said: “Yeah… unfortunately, I can’t understand it. I can only hope it understands me.” “That makes sense; it was the way we felt with the sky people. When we go back, do you want to meet them?”
Through the Living Hope Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 9 minutes ago, Dragonheir said: “That makes sense; it was the way we felt with the sky people. When we go back, do you want to meet them?” “It’d certainly be interesting…”
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Author Posted November 9, 2024 Just now, Spark of Hope said: “It’d certainly be interesting…” “Ok. We will go back and look for the sky people now.” Rust walks back southward, towards the portal the Idea made. @SpiritOfWrath @Through The Living Glass
Through the Living Hope Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 4 minutes ago, Dragonheir said: “Ok. We will go back and look for the sky people now.” Rust walks back southward, towards the portal the Idea made. @SpiritOfWrath @Through The Living Glass Kal followed and smiled at the bird.
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 4 minutes ago, Dragonheir said: “Ok. We will go back and look for the sky people now.” Rust walks back southward, towards the portal the Idea made. @SpiritOfWrath @Through The Living Glass Adtae inclined his head.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 1 hour ago, Spark of Hope said: Kal followed and smiled at the bird. It chirped happily.
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Author Posted November 9, 2024 @SpiritOfWrath, do you have a description for us as we head back?
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 Just now, Dragonheir said: @SpiritOfWrath, do you have a description for us as we head back? Quote Of the land… hmmm… All you younglings, making me worldbuild The land as they move through is a grassy plain. There are no mountains in sight.
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Author Posted November 9, 2024 1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said: The land as they move through is a grassy plain. There are no mountains in sight. Rust “walks” through the landscape, seeming to scramble and slip on the ordinary ground. They try to make some small talk. “Are there sky people here too? They come from the sky in me-alive devices and wear you-alive clothes.”
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 Just now, Dragonheir said: Rust “walks” through the landscape, seeming to scramble and slip on the ordinary ground. They try to make some small talk. “Are there sky people here too? They come from the sky in me-alive devices and wear you-alive clothes.” Adtae shook his head. Well… what do you mean? There are people like me and that woman, but they don’t come from the sky.
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Author Posted November 9, 2024 Just now, SpiritOfWrath said: Adtae shook his head. Well… what do you mean? There are people like me and that woman, but they don’t come from the sky. “Some strange people - some of them were humans and some were not - came from the sky one day. That is why they are called sky people. We are going to meet them.” Some of Rust’s node fall into a hole they didn’t notice, and they stop to fish them out. “The sky people look for more people around things called stars. I cannot see them, but they say they prevent the Spoiling from happening everywhere.”
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted November 9, 2024 Posted November 9, 2024 14 minutes ago, Dragonheir said: “Some strange people - some of them were humans and some were not - came from the sky one day. That is why they are called sky people. We are going to meet them.” Some of Rust’s node fall into a hole they didn’t notice, and they stop to fish them out. “The sky people look for more people around things called stars. I cannot see them, but they say they prevent the Spoiling from happening everywhere.” Adtae nodded. Interesting. That… that… maybe. He looked up to sky. Perhaps.
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 11, 2024 Author Posted November 11, 2024 On 11/9/2024 at 4:31 PM, SpiritOfWrath said: Adtae nodded. Interesting. That… that… maybe. He looked up to sky. Perhaps. Rust and the others presumably reach the dark doorway back to the Idea. “It was interesting to be here. I think I learned some things.”
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted November 11, 2024 Posted November 11, 2024 12 hours ago, Dragonheir said: Rust and the others presumably reach the dark doorway back to the Idea. “It was interesting to be here. I think I learned some things.” They arrived at the door. Quote So there.
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 11, 2024 Author Posted November 11, 2024 (edited) 51 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said: They arrived at the door. Rust hops through the door. “How did you get a place and not a thing?” @SpiritOfWrath Edited November 11, 2024 by Dragonheir Ping of impatience.
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted November 12, 2024 Posted November 12, 2024 10 hours ago, Dragonheir said: Rust hops through the door. “How did you get a place and not a thing?” @SpiritOfWrath Adtae looked at him, confused. Quote Waddayamean?!
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 12, 2024 Author Posted November 12, 2024 1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said: Adtae looked at him, confused. “You made a place to go somewhere, not just a thing. From the Idea.”
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted November 12, 2024 Posted November 12, 2024 2 minutes ago, Dragonheir said: “You made a place to go somewhere, not just a thing. From the Idea.” I just thought of the place.
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted November 12, 2024 Author Posted November 12, 2024 16 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said: I just thought of the place. “That makes sense. I will try.” Rust goes up to the Idea, and touches it. Home. The Idea reaches out, and rather than form a new place, it pulls from elsewhere, creating things Rust has no way to know about. A thin slice of space near the Idea goes from barren to red and silver mixed into a sort of shining pink. “Before we go, the sky people had clothes to not mix you-life and me-life, and to not be damaged by the ‘star’ that prevents the Spoiling. I will get some.” A blurry, semi-transparent bundle appears at the feet of each person. The bird even gets a small one. @Spark of Hope @Through The Living Glass
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted November 12, 2024 Posted November 12, 2024 1 minute ago, Dragonheir said: “That makes sense. I will try.” Rust goes up to the Idea, and touches it. Home. The Idea reaches out, and rather than form a new place, it pulls from elsewhere, creating things Rust has no way to know about. A thin slice of space near the Idea goes from barren to red and silver mixed into a sort of shining pink. “Before we go, the sky people had clothes to not mix you-life and me-life, and to not be damaged by the ‘star’ that prevents the Spoiling. I will get some.” A blurry, semi-transparent bundle appears at the feet of each person. The bird even gets a small one. @Spark of Hope @Through The Living Glass Adtae looks at it. I don't need one. I'm already dead.
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