Chapter 21 - Sublimity

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Dazed azure cracked open with confused groan, visibly wincing as he groaned at the blinding light that invaded the space currently residing within. Hands spread out at his sides, feeling the soft tingle of delicate greenery meet his faint grip with surprising calm, Sarid had lay alone but in good health despite his recent endeavour. Vanished had the darkness that smothered him and his befuddled sanity, replaced by this piercing sunlight permeating through the holes of beautiful hanging nature. Drips of inky liquid cascading down the flawless greenery, like a sweet dew. At last, the unusual comfortable feeling left his head, he shakily stumbled to his feet, orbs gradually corrected to the rounded hills now stood upon. Surrounding him, was an incredible forest of crimson autumn leaves; swaying in the sweet breeze and twisting around the range the natural wood was nestled between.

And out of the sprawling forestry, did the crawling vines and stretching brush fall into a faded halt. Between the shrinking gaps of the ancient wood, lay a great beyond: a void as desolate and white as cleanly parchment engulfing the grand patch of beauty almost painted on to the great empty canvas.

Despite the negative cosmos Sarid had been plunged into, his acute senses could catch the dainty drips of flowing water pool into an opage blue surface, casting eyes through the dance of falling leaves, and felt his stress and confusion die down upon fixing sight across the beautiful scape. Under a meticulously crafted, maroon arched soribashi bridge was the calm bubbling sliver of a small serene river; travelling about the ethreal garden.

"Where... am I?" the lone warrior mused, engorged by the anomalistic patch slathered in eternity. Heavenly gales coursing along his ivory skin, the half-malak winced slightly, scratching his face, a slight sting of irritation zapping his nerves as fingertips trailed over his cheek delicately. The touch soon felt rough skin, and another pang of mild pain made his hand flinch away from the sliced wound. Eyebrows narrowing at this strange phenomenon, he soon noticed a soreness emanating from his whole body; even the actual eyesockets.

"Good morning," a mature, feathery voice lazily chimed from behind him, who he was once again completely unaware of another being's presence. Whipping around quickly, Sarid went to reach swiftly for his kunai, until he had his breath stolen from him in surprise, finally laying eyes upon the entity that awaited the realisation with a blank look and hardened eyes of a simmering amethyst.

Through the shifting sparkles of the peaceful space they currently resided in, sat a gorgeous woman who seemed as divine as the artistic celestial plane that shined down upon them, casually resting with a leg crossed over her knee upon a motionless tree branch sprouting from nothingness. Among the rays that pierced the leafy veil, was her smooth and silky long black hair - seeming impossibly volumous with its inky brush-like texture - swaying comfortably calf-length behind the twirling hanfu that tightly hugged her evidently curvaceous form. Accenting the intricate eastern knot earrings of scarlet hanging from her elvish ears, were a variety of teal blues and mint green highlights snaking along some of her dark strands.

Down below the scarlet knot earrings, was a short, milky white hanfu that wrapped tightly around the upper body; sleeves hanging delicately just below her elbow, with a sharp black texture marked over the fold above her well-endowed bust. In addition, did the threaded high collar enclose formally around her neck, accented with an inky black outline. Marking the seperation between the upper-half of the hanfu and the skirt, was a deep blue cloth belt tied high above the waist; loose straps cascading down the side of her full and revealed thighs from the sitting position. Brushing up the hanfu from this belt, is also a faded black gradient of leaves and waves copied similarly onto the sleeves. Lastly, just behind her crossed position, Sarid could catch the shimmer of a striking textural black skirt, accented with a shimmering triangle pattern to deepen its elegant yet formal design.

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