Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20181014184555

It's cold.

Not the nubing cold that saps the body of strength and willpower. Not the cold that threatens to takes one's life and forever perserve your last struggling moments for all eternity, no. No this was something else, it was something deeper, a void almost. It was a dark longing for warmth, a longing for light for the...

"What was it called again?"

You thought to yourself as the gentle silence of the deep enveloped you. The everyday numbness and pressure slowly diminished but this was nothing new to you, it was quite pleaseant actually. It was quite pleaseant... the gradual change of pressure and temperature helped break the monotony of the every day as you fall back into slumber.

You wake to a blinding light and the lapping of waves washing over you. As you open your eyes you are overwhelmed with sensory information as you take in the sights and sounds of the new world around you.

The sand you rest on is and ash grey.

Great pillars of stone trees stand tall and defiant as the hold up the worl above them.

The sea green water washes over you trying to claim you once more and the gentle sound of waves and the groaning pillars overwhelm your ears.

All you have known was darkness, silence, nothing but the dark pressure of the deep. You lay there on the beach collecting your thoughts as you try to comprehend this new enviroment... 