On the road to shadow'd lands
A platoon of Neverbeens and Kinda-Wasn'ts hunched between 2 boulders guarding the Ntrance to a narrow ravine.
In the trees half-thoughts, third-thoughts and reasonable thoughts of irrational fractions flitter amongst the branches. A singularly binary forest of black and white bark on narrow bifurcations.
The Neverbeens were almost hunger incarnate, if they were anything at all. So that wasn't what was bothering them. Glorc, the Kinda-Wasn't in charge of this whole mess eyed the Neverbeen leader. Malloc the Implacable. Malloc was too calm. The wound beneath his shoulder was ugly but he would most likely survive it. He knew something but Neverbeen often gave that impression. Children of the Void usually had insight others lacked.
Glorc could sense the lingering energy from the Traveler which had crossed the nearby ford a day earlier. Like deep sockets cut in stone, the Travelers bootprints were still empty where his (or her) UnHoly Flesh had touched the stream. Water swirled and swished around the foot and leg shaped impression rather than become violated by such an alien force tho that had begun to fade and the shapes were becoming slowly less distinct.
Not even a small army of Daemons cared to face a being of such potency. Glorc had initially decided to wait until the footprints had faded completely but something that kinda-wasn't wasn't known for patience. The forceful decision itched at Glorc's natural uncertainty in a manner not all that different from the ring of binding on his finger which Bound him to his charge. Glorc considered briefly whether he could pit the 2 determinations against each other but the ring gave such a nasty pinch at just that moment he gave up the thought immediately.
A short skip down the hill and Glorc dipped a fore-talon into the stream and tasted the Travelers energy again. Something amiss, Glorc's inability to count or focus clearly on material images were compensated for by occasional momentary Omniscience. 2 of them! 2 Travelers! A hiss went up from his underling who caught a wiff of the thought.
This had to be reported to the Baastion!
In the trees half-thoughts, third-thoughts and reasonable thoughts of irrational fractions flitter amongst the branches. A singularly binary forest of black and white bark on narrow bifurcations.
The Neverbeens were almost hunger incarnate, if they were anything at all. So that wasn't what was bothering them. Glorc, the Kinda-Wasn't in charge of this whole mess eyed the Neverbeen leader. Malloc the Implacable. Malloc was too calm. The wound beneath his shoulder was ugly but he would most likely survive it. He knew something but Neverbeen often gave that impression. Children of the Void usually had insight others lacked.
Glorc could sense the lingering energy from the Traveler which had crossed the nearby ford a day earlier. Like deep sockets cut in stone, the Travelers bootprints were still empty where his (or her) UnHoly Flesh had touched the stream. Water swirled and swished around the foot and leg shaped impression rather than become violated by such an alien force tho that had begun to fade and the shapes were becoming slowly less distinct.
Not even a small army of Daemons cared to face a being of such potency. Glorc had initially decided to wait until the footprints had faded completely but something that kinda-wasn't wasn't known for patience. The forceful decision itched at Glorc's natural uncertainty in a manner not all that different from the ring of binding on his finger which Bound him to his charge. Glorc considered briefly whether he could pit the 2 determinations against each other but the ring gave such a nasty pinch at just that moment he gave up the thought immediately.
A short skip down the hill and Glorc dipped a fore-talon into the stream and tasted the Travelers energy again. Something amiss, Glorc's inability to count or focus clearly on material images were compensated for by occasional momentary Omniscience. 2 of them! 2 Travelers! A hiss went up from his underling who caught a wiff of the thought.
This had to be reported to the Baastion!
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