EchoOfThePlanes

Remembrance's confusion abates, for the most part, leaving just a sliver behind. It quickly emanates curiosity.

A splash of orange appears on Remembrance's head, accompanied by the sound of wind-chimes. It emits confusion. Bases?

Curiosity! Some worry, but mostly curiosity. Why is this so?

Remembrance tosses its head, its "feathers" snapping with energy, which strangely emits a clicking, maraca-like noise. A wordless acknowledgement of Fadran's existence, followed by a questioning thought. What is occuring? I sense excitement.

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Remembrance dips its head in a close approximation of a nod, followed by a wordless thought of thanks. Its "skin" fades back to bluish-white as it turns from Da'ar, its head swiveling towards Fadran. It slithers towards the Channelknight, its form rippling, and shrinks down to about the size of a Terran kingsnake. It attempts to twine around Fadran's leg and slither upwards. With an all-curious bump of its mind, Remembrance would come to rest coiled about Fadran's arms and chest, a quiet hiss issuing forth from its body (accompanied by another yellow-orange stripe accross its head).

The pulsating blue slowly stops, fading back to its normal bluish-white. Remembrance fixes an "eye" on Da'ar. A splash of green appears near its "jaw", and a small, quiet click issues forth from the large snake-like beast. More clicking, accompanied by additional splashes of green that make their way down Remembrance's body. It projects a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction, followed by a stripe of yellow-orange around its "eye" and a hiss. This is strange, yet... pleasing. I now understand why humans like shaping sound.

At that Remembrance's glow becomes fainter, and takes on a soft, pulsating blue color. A moment passes, nothing but the wisps of shadow, light, and various ripplings of the pocket dimension. Then, a presence manifests at the boundaries of Da'ar's mind. As the mind approaches, it begins to expand into a deep ocean of sensations, emotions, thoughts, concepts, and... song? Yes, a strange music, lilting and light, deep and rich, impossibly meaningful, yet in the simplest of terms. Melodies fair and bright, tones of color and light, unearthly musics that invoke strange mental shapes. Waves of knowledge swell around Da'ar, the ocean of information encompassing his very being. A fierce storm of activity, the unrelenting pull of a hurricane's winds. Yet despite the vastness of this creature, Da'ar's mind remains untouched. As soon as this fact becomes apparent, the storm ceases. The tide of being ebbs, and the storm of Remembrance's mind settles as quickly as it had erupted, becoming waters of stillness and calm. The immensity of quiet that mantles the two minds remains for but a moment, and then the ocean shifts, shrinking down into an infinitesimal point of pure thought. This point rushes towards Da'ar, a shaft of energy that pierces his outer thoughts and emotions with nothing more than a whisper, careful to avoid all but that which it seeks. It flies from memory to memory, ignoring most, pausing at some, taking note of nothing and everything at once. Knowledge of sound becomes Remembrance, and Remembrance becomes knowledge of sound. Waveforms of light that are not light, vibrations that do not banish darkness, but give it shape and meaning. This it learns, and then... it leaves. It leaves, taking nothing else save this newfound information. Remnants of its strange musics linger within Da'ar, and in steadfast finality, a single, pure note echoes in his mind. Then all fades to a solem silence.

Another flick of amusement. If you desire this to be not, then not it will be.

A sense of amusement emanates from Remembrance, followed by a twist of curiosity. I see that which is, but I seek only this knowledge. A pause follows, what seems to be Remembrance contemplating. Humans shape sound. This is so, yet I do not understand why.

Remembrance transmits its uncertainty. It also expresses a wordless desire to view Da'ar's memories in the hopes of learning more about this "glottal stop".

Wasing the wanting of this for the doing! Having of brightness the nips of wasing!

Da'ar... Remembrance repeats his name, the word echoing in its mind with a bell-like note. Yours is different from the rest. The sound you make from your- an image of Da'ar's throat flits from Remembrance's mind- is new. A... a click, almost? Curiosity fills the creature's mind, distracting it from its previous curiousity in Fadran's out-place.

Remaining in front of Da'ar, Remembrance flicks a wordless thought towards the group of people near Fadran, describing the intricacies of extradimensional spaces. The thought contains a strange bending sensation.

Not at all! I do not like lying, and I definitely wouldn't lie about something like this.

Greetings. I am- Da'ar would be presented with a river of thoughts, meanings, feelings, sensations, and events. The birth of a planet, the death of a star, the vacuum of space, the abundance of life. Many of these thoughts detail complex mathematics, that of a hyperindexing temporospatial claudication, one in particular describing the exact planar and dimensional interactions of a hypercube. Some thoughts contain nothing but colors and shapes, and others what appears to be emptiness. These thoughts all bind together in a singular shaft of will, a description of this strange creature's existence. -but you may call me Remembrance. I am so that the past might be.

Actually... as an extremely active Arcanum scholar, I can tell you that it has been confirmed that the Cytoverse does in fact include part of the Cosmere, but millenia upon millenia after Sixth of the Dusk takes place.