No one is around, nothing is around. Only the sound of the night and Tasona. Ominous clouds linger down close to the earth in a chilled, opaque blanket. A small opening around Tasona remained of the world that extended up towards the stars above. Only in that small circle was anything aside from Tasona existed. The iced over long grass blades. The small ripples of unearthly periwinkle water at Tasona's feet. Everything is moving at the same time. Same rhythm. The slight trill of life beyond the wall began as the moon cast an eerie glow on Tasona's little world.
Tasona walked to the center of the small opening to be ankle deep in bone-chilling water. With a lift of a hand, the small trill stopped. Tasona lifted the other and left them in suspension for a moment. While closing their eyes, Tasona began slowly in lowering their arms. The trill slowly grew back and a small hum like a howl began to crawl up.
Tasona's arms then stopped, but the whisper of the wall maintained its tone.
Tasona then suddenly moved with their whole body in a full swing movement up before crashing their hands to the ground. The instant the impact connected with the ground, a deep resonating ring ran through Tasona and the whispers became voices reaching out in Tasona's mind. Their minor key, the changing deeper tones dancing alongside the ring of an erratically smooth melody.
Everything resonated through Tasona as they swung their arms around to the beat of the world. Everything moved in perfect harmony until a blue glow was cast all across Tasona's sky. The merging colors of dark and light moving together like the symphony of the world.
That is until a small bell rendered the world silent and the sky waking. A breeze washed over Tasona to reveal what was beyond the wall.
The people were rising.
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A/N
Tasona is the name I got from listening to music and rambling in my head. Those were the sounds my mind made when listening.
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