Awakening [CLOSED] Oct 11, 2020 0:17:01 GMT -6
Post by Brent Gale on Oct 11, 2020 0:17:01 GMT -6
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Darkness. That was the only sensation he felt. An all consuming black curtain draped over him. Then one by one, his senses returned. The suffocating feeling of pressure on all sides, some sort of loose material compressed around him. His mouth tasted of iron, dried blood still caked on. His nose recognized the musk of dirt, and nothing else. He heard- he wasn’t sure what to make of it. It was a constant pattern of small taps coming from above him.
He stretched, trying to move. At first it seemed he would be trapped forever, as he struggled against his surroundings, before energy seemed to flow into him from some unknown source. He now felt his cage crack as his arms moved, slowly making ground. Cracks of light appeared above him, piercing the dark veil, as he reached upwards.
It was a fairly normal day in the central city. Citizens walked through one of the few pedestrian sections of the city, barely noticing anyone beyond themselves, as they sped to their destination. In the middle of a walkway however, something far from normal occurred. The cement cracked, and a white glove adorned hand broke free as it grasped at the sky.
Brent gasped for air, feeling the soil fall off of him as he sat up. No one paid him any attention, and he returned the favor. He was far too distracted, waiting for his mind to unravel the situation he was in, and for his eyes to adjust to the light. It had been a year and a half since he had seen the world, although he did not realize this. He rubbed his eyes with his curiously clean gloves, as his vision finally came to.
He slowly stood up, his legs weak from being dormant for so long, and a profound dizziness overcame him. Seconds passed. Then minutes. He stood there, his presence parting the crowd by a silent agreement not to mess with the odd magician, as he tried desperately to grasp the memories flowing through him. A desert. A bunny. A hamster. Some annoying kid. None of it made sense, as if he opened a book he had never heard of and began reading the pages. Who was he?