What the Waves Washed Ashore....
Who: Ashura-ou (
elegant_king ) & Hallelujah/Allelujah Haptism (
alle_kyrios ) & OPEN
Where: the beach
When: today
Rating: PG (but depending on who answers, can go up)
Warnings: Nothing much, but again this can change depending on whom replies (so that means possibly language warnings)
Summary: Ashura wakes up to find himself on a very strange beach.
Notes: It was promised that Hallelujah Haptism would have first crack, so please let them comment first before anyone else replies. Thank you.
Waking to the sound of waves was at once heartening and terrifying. One could not expect to know what lay beyond the first life, so perhaps this was how a soul arrived in the after life. A most unusual way, in Ashura’s opinion, but the point was rather moot since he could neither remember the actual journey from death to this wakening, nor did he believe he would ever travel it again - at least not in a way he could remember.
He didn’t immediately rise from the sands, preferring to lie there and take in the feeling of being dead. It felt oddly real - the sand, the cold of the water, the soft breeze, the beat of the sun. Not that Ashura could find a way to disagree with this. It was comforting, really, knowing that all the senses were not made numb when you passed beyond the physical realm.
“I wonder if Yasha’s here….” He murmured aloud, turning his gaze to blink up at a sky that lay somewhere between dusk and night - the brilliant reds of sunset melding with the gentle fingers of violet seeking to overtake it.
How oddly beautiful. He wondered if this, then, was a land of perpetual twilight - but the winking stars slowly working their way into the sky said differently. Ah well. The concept of days in death was rather novel.
He chuckled a bit to himself at that thought, smiling up at the darkening sky. At least this time, when the moon rose, he would not be forced to battle.
That alone was the greatest comfort of all.
elegant_king ) & Hallelujah/Allelujah Haptism (
alle_kyrios ) & OPEN
Where: the beach
When: today
Rating: PG (but depending on who answers, can go up)
Warnings: Nothing much, but again this can change depending on whom replies (so that means possibly language warnings)
Summary: Ashura wakes up to find himself on a very strange beach.
Notes: It was promised that Hallelujah Haptism would have first crack, so please let them comment first before anyone else replies. Thank you.
Waking to the sound of waves was at once heartening and terrifying. One could not expect to know what lay beyond the first life, so perhaps this was how a soul arrived in the after life. A most unusual way, in Ashura’s opinion, but the point was rather moot since he could neither remember the actual journey from death to this wakening, nor did he believe he would ever travel it again - at least not in a way he could remember.
He didn’t immediately rise from the sands, preferring to lie there and take in the feeling of being dead. It felt oddly real - the sand, the cold of the water, the soft breeze, the beat of the sun. Not that Ashura could find a way to disagree with this. It was comforting, really, knowing that all the senses were not made numb when you passed beyond the physical realm.
“I wonder if Yasha’s here….” He murmured aloud, turning his gaze to blink up at a sky that lay somewhere between dusk and night - the brilliant reds of sunset melding with the gentle fingers of violet seeking to overtake it.
How oddly beautiful. He wondered if this, then, was a land of perpetual twilight - but the winking stars slowly working their way into the sky said differently. Ah well. The concept of days in death was rather novel.
He chuckled a bit to himself at that thought, smiling up at the darkening sky. At least this time, when the moon rose, he would not be forced to battle.
That alone was the greatest comfort of all.