03-24-2016, 02:38 PM
Getting closer to the portal, Jams felt a breeze flow past him into the white expanse of "the Canvas". Looking through the brown trees into the portal itself, a simple white morphed into various shades of green roughly in the shape of tree leaves, circling around a center point in a sort of rotating tunnel. As Jams entered, he felt his feet sweep up behind him as the portal sucked him in, like a magnet to... well, a magnet.
Flying through the portal felt like moving at the speed of sound. Various shades of green and even an occasional purple or white flew by. As the tunnel drew to a close, the colors darkened in tone until Jams found himself in the middle of a forest.
Regardless of direction, a tree would always be in sight. Sunlight bled through the somewhat thin canopy, the shadows of the leaves gently swaying back and forth on the grassy, leaf-coated ground. Moat trees were decked in green leaves of various shades, however a few wore purple or white flowers. The air was cool and dry, but not too much for either. This part of the forest felt like perpetual spring, assuming that this land had seasons at all.
Birds sang in the distance, each with their own song designed to make them distinct. One of which reminded Jams of standing outside in his backyard where he would jump on the trampoline. It started on a B flat, jumped to an F and glissandoed down to a D, and repeated a C thrice. At least, Jams thought this was the case, he never was good at picking out notes by name. He did, however, know this song by heart, resulting in an ultimately tranquil scene to behold.
Tranquillity. Yes, the other world lacked that entirely, didn't it? Floating in the void, technically there was no chaos. There was nothing else, though, so it really just felt empty. Its brighter counterpart was so bright that it hurt to look at. Not here, though... here, there was just enough of everything to give the forest a peaceful feel.
Looking over to his left, Jams found Eric waiting patiently. He held a notebook and pencil in his hands, positioned as if he were about to wrote or draw something. It makes sense, the world is quite beautiful, and perhaps it had some scientific knowledge left to be found. "Hey Eric!" Jams said with a grin, "What are you doing? Writing a discovery or somethin'?"
Flying through the portal felt like moving at the speed of sound. Various shades of green and even an occasional purple or white flew by. As the tunnel drew to a close, the colors darkened in tone until Jams found himself in the middle of a forest.
Regardless of direction, a tree would always be in sight. Sunlight bled through the somewhat thin canopy, the shadows of the leaves gently swaying back and forth on the grassy, leaf-coated ground. Moat trees were decked in green leaves of various shades, however a few wore purple or white flowers. The air was cool and dry, but not too much for either. This part of the forest felt like perpetual spring, assuming that this land had seasons at all.
Birds sang in the distance, each with their own song designed to make them distinct. One of which reminded Jams of standing outside in his backyard where he would jump on the trampoline. It started on a B flat, jumped to an F and glissandoed down to a D, and repeated a C thrice. At least, Jams thought this was the case, he never was good at picking out notes by name. He did, however, know this song by heart, resulting in an ultimately tranquil scene to behold.
Tranquillity. Yes, the other world lacked that entirely, didn't it? Floating in the void, technically there was no chaos. There was nothing else, though, so it really just felt empty. Its brighter counterpart was so bright that it hurt to look at. Not here, though... here, there was just enough of everything to give the forest a peaceful feel.
Looking over to his left, Jams found Eric waiting patiently. He held a notebook and pencil in his hands, positioned as if he were about to wrote or draw something. It makes sense, the world is quite beautiful, and perhaps it had some scientific knowledge left to be found. "Hey Eric!" Jams said with a grin, "What are you doing? Writing a discovery or somethin'?"
Death Count: 0
Banish Count: 0
Banish Count: 0