The Shadows of Nature

17. Silence of a Grey Smile

A dark atmosphere lay before Thet's sight, radiating waves of quiet comfort. Thick grass and enormous trees grew with a sense of a bond, a bond to protect existence's emotions from harming the nature of their thoughts. A weightless bond, it existence absolute.

The wind blew softly with a string of gentle notes ringing in the distance, maintaining an accompanied solitude across the land, though the essence was maintained by its enlightened spirit.

A subtle wave of sorrow entered the atmosphere and the land immediately recognised its presence. A deep and silent sound produced empathy, the smallest dust of energy floating towards that wave with the aim of alleviating the innocent soul. When it neared the end of its passage the speck of dust merged with the radiating like; a particle and a wave. There was a bright burst of sea-green energy, and a ball of mass was formed, settling softly on the land's dark grass.

Time passed and the spirit found some company in that dormant sphere of energy. It was a foreign sensation, one that didn't really affect the spirit, but the kind integrity certainly affected the sea-green ball, merging with the negativity and innocence it was born of.

One day that sphere erupted, energy pouring out of its illuminated cracks. A strong and cold wind blew as the sphere vanished, letting a small figure clad in a black cloth appear. It's expression was calm with sorrow hidden, but a new sensation had come in the land.

Life had come in the land of death, in the land where existence closed and tranquillity opened.

It was the land's first disturbance, a beautiful disturbance. Perhaps time passed and perhaps it didn't, but soon many such disturbances lived in the land, letting a sort of brightness flow into the land.

Life's mass was accumulated on the land, bringing its existence to visibility. Emotions rose discretely, soft melancholy being the sole recognisable one. The land cared for this life, the nature gave them a home.

One day, a few of the beings wandered the lands till they came across a clear pond, the vapours elating their minds. A strong force originated from its depths, pulling the beings closer to the surface and within it. They remain for a few moments with empty thoughts until a new but familiar thought echoed in their minds, taking the form of a language of one of the land's inhabitants.

Earth.

A bright flash of light came before the beings found themselves within a dark space, devoid of all clutter in the mind. Slowly did the settings reveal themselves and the creatures found themselves amidst a large garden, the bright sunlight scattered by the green blades of the tall trees. A sense of joy mostly hung about the air, the world illuminated in that morning.

However, one of the creatures sensed a highly familiar emotion. Its loose strands pulled at the her mind, the creature's mind, and she approached a boy that lowered his head, water flowing from his eyes.

An expression of sorrow. Tears. Crying.

The Being attempted to recognise the kindness of the nature around her, but the boy's agitation reached towards her. She stretched her hand towards the boy but it only passed through. A sudden force made them retreat to her eyes, and odd wetness slipping through the fingers.

Water. Tears. She cried. She didn't know why, but she felt the sorrow and that caused her to cry.

The box in her vessel that produced her sound grew hoarse and empty, as if the tears fell to remove the air from it. Suddenly a shriek echoed from that box, further amplifying the sorrow. The boy now stopped crying and wore a dejected expression, a truly heavy feeling weighed on his thoughts.

It was then that a silent being came to the scene, raising a misty stream of water to enter the vessel of the being. He was surprised but he only expressed kindness and comfort on his face, using his ability to close off the creature's thoughts. The boy's face pursed his lips to assure the people surrounding him, even if that emotion hadn't completely dispersed.