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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 6583113" data-attributes="member: 4936">(OOC - Apologies on how long it took me to decide how to write this! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />)Picayune had never inhabited another being before...at least not one that wasn't himself...so he had no basis for comparison. He had no way of knowing if the claustrophobic feeling, as if he was in a room a little too small for his size, was normal. Indeed, so enthralled was he with the view 'outside,' he may never have really paid attention to how she felt 'inside.' Not until he finally worked himself up and forced himself to relax and fade back out. In that moment as he passed away from her, but was still half-in, he looked back.The barrier he'd felt between himself and Shard was still 'visible' in a sense, looming over her. It wasn't black from this vantage, but it was a deep smokey translucent shade, like obsidian might be, or dark quartz. Within it burned a ferocious light though, the heart of which was nearly too bright to look at, even with that nearly pitch black faceted surface around it. Despite being larger than Shard, the transient shade of Picayune felt instinctively that this crystal was, in some way, 'equivalent' to the gem in her head. That he was seeing it on another level, or plane, or a different and truer perspective as he brushed against her soulShard's spirit was impaled by this thing, which was leaking lines of light and dark into her spirit. He could see where her soul seemed distorted and compressed by it, and other places where it seemed to just melt into its surface entirely.And the light at the center. The light. When he looked at it, he felt a tremendous pressure that was somehow simultaneously a gravitational pull.[sblock=He saw]...the moon hatching, giving birth to an unspeakable black serpent...the stars gathered close, weeping...a bolt of lightning streaking from cloud to cloud, but he was chasing it relentlessly, and gaining on it...a cloud of strange catlike spirits gathered around him, asking what they should do, and he feels the pang of fear as he realizes that for the first time, he doesn't know what to tell them...a wall of flesh, boiling out of the darkness, loathsome and violet and ichorous, exploding into tendrils that he wove between as he sailed past...the sun, burning and bright, and a fierce violent pride blossoming in his chest as he realizes that He is giving him this recognition, this honor...the Eye...[/sblock]He recoiled the last bit, and the contact was broken. His spirit body and Shard's soul separated, and the vision was gone. She was just herself, strange and beautiful and...and outraged.She stood up from the table, her lavender eyes blazing with anger."Lost one," she gritted, "you test me." Visibly she forced herself to remain calm, and the anger started to recede, replaced with a simmering sorrow. "But then, I am lost too now."Shard looked around and spied Eurid. Quietly she spoke to the air over her table. "I forgive you. The frightened and injured will lash out even at someone who wants to help...and I was too weak and foolish to protect myself. Good bye, Picayune. I hope you are not left here long. You are strong enough to..."She paused, suddenly looking unsure what she was going to say, and finally just shook her head and started going towards where their supposed guide was hobnobbing.</blockquote>

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