Looking up toward Samantha as she leans forward toward the pulsating crimson of the blood red stone, Marc leaps infront of her. Light engulfing them both like an etheral blanket. That is all that it took for the portal to open and take them inside. Now they are tumbling, forever falling, through a tunnel of never ending flashes. Flashes that seem to elongate and widen as they shine like long beacons. Linking hands they spiral uncontrollably until in mid air they hang, like there's an unseen giant hand holding their bodies afloat.
Within this portal silence is deafening. Silence that warps your mind and makes you feel spaced as though you do not exist. Floating in the ether of explosive anomalies is not for the faint hearted.
Just as time stands still, the warping of the silent tube they are stuck in suddenly freezes. Now just a 3D landscape all around them of colours completely in a kaleidoscope tornado. Every moment that passes is like a lifetime in an infinite pool of rainbows. Time resumes and they scream as they fall out the end of the whirling hall of light onto a muddy surface of rock and land.
Realising as they land hard on their butts that their screams are extremely loud as they couldn't hear it in the portal, they look over at each other and laugh a little. Marc then falls onto his back for a moment clutching at his side, Samantha notices a small wound oozing rich dark red fluid. Reaching for him, Marc slaps her hand away as if to say to not make a fuss. So she retracts her hand and care instantly.
Getting to his feet, cautiously Marc gets off the solid ground. Taking in their new surroundings it's apparent how far they are from home, maybe even from Earth. Turning their attention to the surreal world around them compared to the one they left behind. Gawping mouths and wide eyes fixated on the beauty.
A endless lilac motionless sea lapping a silver lit shore. Moon an oversized circle of abundant light, that shimmered on the clear waters but radiated a purple mist across a mirrored surface, reflecting the face of the moon that seemed to smile down on the ripples of amethyst. That mist flows effortlessly like moving spirits, as a floating ship came through it like a black wolf hunting its prey. Out of the cascade of mesmerising haze is a silver anchor that plunges down making the water burst. Marc and Samantha allow their eyes to follow the ship upward and then noticing it's distinctive name "Mystic Mother."
What is this floating specimen? It looks like a pirates lair but like never seen before. Black wood like that of the darkest night you could barely see it if it wasnt for the moon. Yet here it stood like a whisper, one that softly spoke to them on the air. Flag of rustic red with a celtic raven symbol. Blackend wolf of the lilac seas, dangerous yet stunningly crafted.
"Where are we?" Marc says softly.
Momenterily a forceful hand hits him on the back of his shoulder. Marc jolted forward and slow turned with sarcasm to his face. Stood tall behind him is a long bearded, dread-locked man with piercing blue eyes that shine from the shadows. Coming from out of the endless night, a long emerald coat flowed like green water around him. Hat hosted a feather long and silver like that of the ancient moon above.
"You are in the Lilac sea of the Ascension young lad. Where you heading?"
Stepping further from the darkness, his skin a pale dough colour.
"Ascension?" Marc now gulps down air.
"That be the one my laddy. Now tell me. Where you be heading?"
Taking the quill like feather from the hat. Whilst from out his pocket came a scroll of stained material. Once opened that seemed to roll forever. Putting the quill to parchment he stood, raised brow staring at them both.
"Come on i do not have all night!"
Marc attempts his words while Samantha interrupts him. Marc looks to her with that sarcastic look he always has.
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CURSE OF THE EVER REALMS
FantasíaSamantha is down on her luck, stuck within a deep rooted financial crisis. Living with her two best friends Louise and Marcus who are giving up on any help with rent money or living costs. Sadly Samantha cannot work due to health reasons and has str...
