Karla's Inner Landscape, Late Monday Night/ Early Tuesday Morning Fandom Time
At first there was mist. A dark and heavy mist occasionally illuminated by crackles of Sapphire lightning. Through the mist, they could sometimes make out the shape of trees, twisted and heavy. The ground was soft and squelched beneath their feet.
Abruptly the mist parted and there was light. Balls of dimly-colored light-witchlights, Karla had called them-burned in crystal goblets that hung unsupported in the air. If one looked closely, they could see small hairline cracks beginning to form at the base of each chalice. Small, hardly noticeable, but with the potential to grow and shatter the crystal if left alone. Behind them was the dark, misty wood they had come through, but ahead, the forest split, showing two paths leading on to the distance. Both paths were lit by the floating chalices, though they veered into different directions no more than a few feet down either side. There was no way to tell where either path led.
And no sign of Karla.
[Establishy, NFB, NFI save for plot-slaves Team Rescue! WARNING: DARK THEMES. POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING. TRUFAX]
Abruptly the mist parted and there was light. Balls of dimly-colored light-witchlights, Karla had called them-burned in crystal goblets that hung unsupported in the air. If one looked closely, they could see small hairline cracks beginning to form at the base of each chalice. Small, hardly noticeable, but with the potential to grow and shatter the crystal if left alone. Behind them was the dark, misty wood they had come through, but ahead, the forest split, showing two paths leading on to the distance. Both paths were lit by the floating chalices, though they veered into different directions no more than a few feet down either side. There was no way to tell where either path led.
And no sign of Karla.
[Establishy, NFB, NFI save for plot-slaves Team Rescue! WARNING: DARK THEMES. POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING. TRUFAX]