The vessel woke up. How did it pass out? Oh wait.
Fury built up within the knight, and is started thrashing around on the disgusting masks.
How could it's own sibling have betrayed it!? The knight attempted to cry — Scream even!
But nothing came out.
The Knight slammed its now cracked mask against the other ones, trying to express its thoughts- it's feelings! Banging things against eachother worked well but..
It desired a voice. It knew it'd never get one, but still. Desires aren't harmful.
Or so it thought.
The Knight studied it's surroundings, snapping off two especially large horns from one of the masks under all of the dust and debris.
It could possibly try to..
The Knight ran to a wall, examining it closely.
To the knight's luck, there seems to be a fissure in the wall. The crack was quite large, and it should be able to fit into it!
Sadly it was high up. Then again, that's what they grabbed the mask horns for!
It slammed one of the horns into a mask hole, struggling to pull itself up, soon it just.. dropped to the ground.
It's arms ached, and it decided to just.. lie down. It stared at the fissure, thinking up a new plan.
Oh what a GENIUS it was! The Knight got up, and started grabbing a bunch of masks, piling them on eachother, it backed up a bit.
This would take a while!!
Time passed, and soon the pile was nearly at the large crack in the wall, the knight, not giving any thought other than the fact it wanted to go. It scrambled up the pile, ignoring the fact that they were basically crawling on dead bodies.
They heard something other than the sound of masks.
It stopped dead in its tracks, listening to the soft hissing sound. They shook their head, forcing themself to stay on track.
They pushed through the hole in the wall, despite the discomfort, despite how squished they felt, desp--
The gazed at the sight before them
Another vessel.
Their desires took over, dropping the mask horns and rushing to the new face, wrapping their arms around them.
Physical touch was so sweet, so perfect, finally being able to hold someone, someone to find out things with! Someone to not be alone with!! Guidance!!
Family.
It all sounded so perfe--
They could feel their mask being crushed bit by bit as the ve-- CREATURE chomped down.
No guilt. Just hunger.
The Knight fell limp, only it's void body remaining, and seeping away into the ground. The creature skittered off.
Was that all there was to its life?
A yearn for a loving touch?
And a starved world?
Ha.
haha..
As is it. Starved.
The Knight sat up, stuck between the masks of their siblings.
What. Had.. had it survived? What was this tomfoolery?? How come it had survived?? Why didn't it's siblings??
It made sense.
They didn't pass out at the fall. They died.
Was it going to live forever?
why did it survive? The though kept repeating in its head. Why did it know anything? Why did it even exist??
..
It was all meaningless thoughts.
It's best to try again, okay?
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{ Cry of a Knight }
Fiksi PenggemarThis story centers on The Knight and it's feelings. we just wanted to hurt The Knight mentally and physically. - Awake-ness. Or something it thought to be living, a lie honestly. Had it always been awake? Perhaps. But perhaps not? -
