"Psst."
The soft, black leaves parted to reveal the moonlight, clinging to the cloudless void above like a dewdrop. It was the sole source of light, but it's unusually phenomenal brightness served as more than enough. As he opened his eyes, he could feel the soft, sleek bark of a willow branch beneath his feet and against his back. The earth was far below, yet there was no sense of being up so high. The ground illuded to beckon just a mere few feet away.
"Psst."
The longer he kept his eyes open, the more the light of the moon seemed to consume everything around into inescapable luminance. He felt his heart take on an extra beat, which all of a sudden, his ears became very aware of.
"Look up."
The moonlight had completely engulfed everything within a few seconds, and all that was left were vast stretches of shapeless, massless white space as far as the eye could see. As he turned to look around, he couldn't even see himself anymore. Lost within the void, there was nothing left he could do but to follow the voice and look up.
"Here... catch."
He could see nothing, despite the voice's source seemingly directly above his head - just nothingness stretching into infinity. Then suddenly, something parted the endlessness, slowly drifting down through the air towards him. It was a single, pure white feather. Reaching his hand out, he tried to grasp at it - but he couldn't see his arm at all, nor any other part of his body, and became convinced that he was invisible in this place. He tried to predict where his aim would lie, and he snatched at the feather again and again.. but to no avail. The feather slowly drifted down towards him, then past him, despite his desperate clutching and pawing at the air, and continued to spiral down into the nothingness below. His heart pounded in his throat as he watched the feather disappear, as if it had succumed to an unearthly fog. The voice continued to loom above him, echoing with an eery sense of reassurance, then savagely cut short.
"Hmm.. Too bad. Maybe later."
Suddenly, the now blinding brightness all around him suddenly vanished in a quick fade like failing spotlights, and the world was wrapped in blackness. He suddenly felt a very strong weight upon the back of his head, and he felt compelled to let it take him down. Falling backwards, he felt himself slowly beginning to suffocate, overwhelmed by an intense feeling of entrapment. He struggled to open his eyes, but despite how wide he forced them, the world seemed to sink even blacker into obscurity.
The soft, black leaves parted to reveal the moonlight, clinging to the cloudless void above like a dewdrop. It was the sole source of light, but it's unusually phenomenal brightness served as more than enough. As he opened his eyes, he could feel the soft, sleek bark of a willow branch beneath his feet and against his back. The earth was far below, yet there was no sense of being up so high. The ground illuded to beckon just a mere few feet away.
"Psst."
The longer he kept his eyes open, the more the light of the moon seemed to consume everything around into inescapable luminance. He felt his heart take on an extra beat, which all of a sudden, his ears became very aware of.
"Look up."
The moonlight had completely engulfed everything within a few seconds, and all that was left were vast stretches of shapeless, massless white space as far as the eye could see. As he turned to look around, he couldn't even see himself anymore. Lost within the void, there was nothing left he could do but to follow the voice and look up.
"Here... catch."
He could see nothing, despite the voice's source seemingly directly above his head - just nothingness stretching into infinity. Then suddenly, something parted the endlessness, slowly drifting down through the air towards him. It was a single, pure white feather. Reaching his hand out, he tried to grasp at it - but he couldn't see his arm at all, nor any other part of his body, and became convinced that he was invisible in this place. He tried to predict where his aim would lie, and he snatched at the feather again and again.. but to no avail. The feather slowly drifted down towards him, then past him, despite his desperate clutching and pawing at the air, and continued to spiral down into the nothingness below. His heart pounded in his throat as he watched the feather disappear, as if it had succumed to an unearthly fog. The voice continued to loom above him, echoing with an eery sense of reassurance, then savagely cut short.
"Hmm.. Too bad. Maybe later."
Suddenly, the now blinding brightness all around him suddenly vanished in a quick fade like failing spotlights, and the world was wrapped in blackness. He suddenly felt a very strong weight upon the back of his head, and he felt compelled to let it take him down. Falling backwards, he felt himself slowly beginning to suffocate, overwhelmed by an intense feeling of entrapment. He struggled to open his eyes, but despite how wide he forced them, the world seemed to sink even blacker into obscurity.