Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170203204458/@comment-28358106-20170207020749

(Ugh...Finally home)

Cyndwella stands in the backyard, looking up in the sky. The wind whips her hair around, a low moan echoing from the distant crags, dying as the gusts fade. Snow swirls everywhere, seeming to come from all angles. She doesn't shiver, or even seem to notice, but continues to stare into the sea of dark gray, unflinching.

Emily comes fluttering up, wobbling with uncertainty as the wind pushed her around. She pulls her hood over her head and her coat tighter as she approaches Cyndwella.

"Brrr...how can you stand this, Mistress?" she says. "It's colder than a witch's tit out here! You need to come inside!" Slowly, she looks up into the sky, looking for what Cyndwella stares at. Finally, she speaks.

"Er, what are you looking for?"

"...Home..." Cyndwella said, her voice almost drowned out by the wind.

"Home? What do you mean?" Emily blows into her hands.

Cyndwella pauses before answering. "Forever. It looks like forever.  The Void...isn't what people think it is.  It's everything, and nothing.  It's where eternity goes to die.  But it isn't a big, black hole like people think it is.  If you have the Voidsight, it looks different, like a dark gray.  It's only after you stare into the abyss that you're able to pick out the shapes inside it, and it's then that you realize that everything you see, everything that makes up the gray, is an uncountable number of everything.  It's so much, it wraps around itself and becomes nothing.  Nothing at all."

Emily stares at Cyndwella through the speech. She then speaks quietly. "Will...I get the Voidsight too? When you take me?"

"In time, I'm sure you will. But I don't know.  I'm starting to think that I'll never be able to go home."

She looks down to the ground, and takes a few steps before folding her arms. "It's funny, isn't it? I've only been here for half of my tenure, and it feels like an eternity.  Where I actually live, time has no meaning, and there we live moment to moment, marking the passage of time with our experiences with each other.  I have eternity at my fingertips, and every moment I'm away from it, it feels like a lifetime."

"I want to be there with you, Mistress. I don't want to leave you.  I never want to leave you.  I'll...I'll follow you anywhere, Mistress.  I'll follow you into the dark."

Cyndwella turns to speak, but she finds that Emily has fluttered up right next to her. She sees the tears on Emily's face, already frozen. Instead, she smiles her familiar lopsided grin.

"A little fatalistic there, aren't we? Save that for the big time, girl.  Come on." She wraps an arm around Emily who bundles up and squeezes against Cyndwella as she holds her, walking back to the mansion.