A/N before reading this if you haven't read An Illusion
Called Reality you should. Trust me it will make this chapter
seem a whole lot less difficult to understand. Well enjoy!!
Blinded By Night
This is my story of illusion and reality, and the one who showed me the line in between the two.
~*~*~ Avira's POV The Beginning
I was walking through the forest, contemplating my thoughts of reality through my head as usual, trying to understand it. My flighty brown hair caressed my face as a soft wind blew by. A blackbird flew through the cool night, past me and deep into the heart of the forest. My gaze was fixed on it's retreating form. It was rather odd to see a blackbird in the middle of the night. That's when I felt it.
At first I thought about it the way you would think about the weather or time, something always on the edge of your thoughts. It didn't seem real to me, just some another one of the world's illusions. But still the feeling got stronger. Then I remembered time.
Immediately I felt my bones start to reform, muscles bending in non human ways, my organs taking on their new shape. My lean body, now covered in black fur from ear to tail, took off after the bird in my new panther form.
I heard the wind blow past my ears as my paws hit the dark, shadow filled, forest floors. I followed the bird until it lead me into a middle of the clearing. Slowly I crept into it, watching and waiting to see the presence I had felt earlier, step by step, as I got near I felt it.
I stopped at the sight of a clearing, stepping into the middle of it again taking the form of a human. Staying silent I listened and watched for the presence, I could feel it all around me, as if the heart of the forest was the heart of it's presence. I saw nothing, heard nothing, smelled nothing, I felt.everything.
How I saw him first was like a fall of darkness, something stepping out of the night. And then I blinked and saw him more clearly. His skin was like ivory, his hair streaked with the shades of night each strand darker fell loosely across his brow.
He regarded me curiously out of what must have been raven black eyes washed with the same darkness the sky held. They seemed barely discernible, an unnamed color just for that moment, then they were pure black. He was tall with muscles that were like smooth stones under his skin.
And then he was just empty air, nothing, he had disappeared in a matter of seconds. And that was how I first saw him.in the dead of night.
A/N okey dokey that was an odd chappie, I wrote it out of sheer boredom. More of this dark strange to come. REVIEW!! Don't suffer from insanity, enjoy every minute of it. Pothe
PS a big thanks to my An Illusion Called Reality reviewers: Krikoris, ShadowBlaze, ElvenDemon, moonlitdemon, and coldflames. Luv ya guys!!
Blinded By Night
This is my story of illusion and reality, and the one who showed me the line in between the two.
~*~*~ Avira's POV The Beginning
I was walking through the forest, contemplating my thoughts of reality through my head as usual, trying to understand it. My flighty brown hair caressed my face as a soft wind blew by. A blackbird flew through the cool night, past me and deep into the heart of the forest. My gaze was fixed on it's retreating form. It was rather odd to see a blackbird in the middle of the night. That's when I felt it.
At first I thought about it the way you would think about the weather or time, something always on the edge of your thoughts. It didn't seem real to me, just some another one of the world's illusions. But still the feeling got stronger. Then I remembered time.
Immediately I felt my bones start to reform, muscles bending in non human ways, my organs taking on their new shape. My lean body, now covered in black fur from ear to tail, took off after the bird in my new panther form.
I heard the wind blow past my ears as my paws hit the dark, shadow filled, forest floors. I followed the bird until it lead me into a middle of the clearing. Slowly I crept into it, watching and waiting to see the presence I had felt earlier, step by step, as I got near I felt it.
I stopped at the sight of a clearing, stepping into the middle of it again taking the form of a human. Staying silent I listened and watched for the presence, I could feel it all around me, as if the heart of the forest was the heart of it's presence. I saw nothing, heard nothing, smelled nothing, I felt.everything.
How I saw him first was like a fall of darkness, something stepping out of the night. And then I blinked and saw him more clearly. His skin was like ivory, his hair streaked with the shades of night each strand darker fell loosely across his brow.
He regarded me curiously out of what must have been raven black eyes washed with the same darkness the sky held. They seemed barely discernible, an unnamed color just for that moment, then they were pure black. He was tall with muscles that were like smooth stones under his skin.
And then he was just empty air, nothing, he had disappeared in a matter of seconds. And that was how I first saw him.in the dead of night.
A/N okey dokey that was an odd chappie, I wrote it out of sheer boredom. More of this dark strange to come. REVIEW!! Don't suffer from insanity, enjoy every minute of it. Pothe
PS a big thanks to my An Illusion Called Reality reviewers: Krikoris, ShadowBlaze, ElvenDemon, moonlitdemon, and coldflames. Luv ya guys!!
