04-07-2018, 11:37 PM
Pieces of something lay scattered in the vast space of nothing. Not shards because they weren’t sharp enough, not puzzle pieces because they didn’t have interlocking shapes, but not quit playdough coming together in the tub as much as the pieces resembled moldable substance the color of flesh.
More like paper. A picture that had been cut into small pieces and scattered to the wind. Now the wind has stopped and it was just litter in the astral verse.
Amongst the scattered pages appeared the ghost of a man.
An intelligent mind, a strong heart, and a tough soul.
A man who still existed but not as he did before.
’Big brother… When are mommy and daddy coming back?’ A phantom’s voice came piercing the nothingness.
’...They aren’t…’ Jakob’s voice sounded clear and defeated.
The pieces of paper that make up a man lost to everyone including himself begin to scatter again...
More like paper. A picture that had been cut into small pieces and scattered to the wind. Now the wind has stopped and it was just litter in the astral verse.
Amongst the scattered pages appeared the ghost of a man.
An intelligent mind, a strong heart, and a tough soul.
A man who still existed but not as he did before.
’Big brother… When are mommy and daddy coming back?’ A phantom’s voice came piercing the nothingness.
’...They aren’t…’ Jakob’s voice sounded clear and defeated.
The pieces of paper that make up a man lost to everyone including himself begin to scatter again...
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Warning: Anything that involves Ash should be rated M. Possibly higher.
Erik Vrell : Ash has a 'love' fourth dimensional shape
Erik Vrell : As in its wide and unfathomable for us mere mortals