Marf
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The incessant little trace of wavering static traveled singularly across an omnipresent spear bypassing light itself. Exalted meditative trance enveloped his fiber, leading his neck to lean backwards in esoteric calmness. He felt her conscience, the pristine youth of her clean presence tainted succinctly by the witness of his inhuman carnage. Stars and and nebulae stretched by it's otherworldly speed, let the singing course into atmosphere and penetrate her mind.
Signals rang softly from the other side. They surrounded Giana wherever she may be. The voice she heard was soft, benign and ethereal, confined only to the barriers of her mind. Demonic ubiquity soared across the metaphysical realm from a source inexplicable, marred her new and precious thoughts with a particle of his own soul. In the mind of Leira Rys, Vereshin witnessed imagery unexpected and impossible for him to account for. The link to her dear friend emanated a feint nuance, suggesting a trace of dispersed answers.
Immaculate solitude obtained by antipodal and empowering cowardice, disrupted only by the garish and devolved pettiness of dull mortals desperate to prove strength by accepting a fate decided by another. Direct beings bringing his perfect isolation to ruin, Vereshin refused the notion of others. He would ascend beyond the need for tangible pawns, relying on those absolutely far away where they could not touch him.
"Hello."
Speaking unto the atmosphere with nobody around who might disturb his privacy, he fell into himself. Meditative pose held him fixed before the window of a ship drifting idly on the high reaching end of the galactic scope. Whispering to Giana, he left her haunted in every one step she took. Exploited her out of compulsion in complete denial for his desperate need for some form of company.
The truth drove him into madness.
@Rae Anne Jarrus
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