Re: The Dark Crystal (Anyone)
I was struggling to understand just what it was that the demon man was doing. His attention on me seemed divided with this work of his, and yet... there was something more. His eyes seemed to fluctuate between awareness and oblivion, his face a mask that held innumerable thoughts behind it. This was not the first time that I had seen such behavior, this plastered face meant to hide emotion. Again, I wondered, wishing I could understand and knowing I could not. With a sigh, I began to refocus my energy, trying to take such trivial thoughts out of my mind.
That was when it happened.
Suddenly, it was as if my thoughts were not my own. My vision blurred into a seamless mix of color, my head feeling dizzy. The demon man's lab was gone in the swirl of bright hues, suddenly, and very solidly becoming a small, familiar room. Despite my curious desire to seek out what made this place I had never before seen feel familiar, my attention was fixed soley on a girl who came running to me. Anja.
I had never before seen her, so why...?
"I missed you, papa," the golden haired girl spoke. Despite the cold, despite my inability to understand anything of Anja, I smiled. There was warmth everywhere in my body, a maternal joy I had never before known. I scooped the girl up onto my knee, the next words coming from my mouth sounding exactly like the right things to say.
"I missed you, too." My voice was masculine, as my body was, but this did not strike me as strange. It was the form I had taken all my life, a life that had been not been wealthy, but joyful nontheless...
And then, in a snap, it all went black. It seemed as if I had merely blinked, and my open eyes beheld the same dreary lab I had previously been standing in. There was no longer that comforting room, that little girl, but instead a very disturbed anxiousness that staunched my stomach. I could have sworn that all I had just seen was real, that I had even been a man with a daughter. All of it was so vivid... such solid memory...
I shuddered, grasping the edges of the table as I tried to regain what was left of my scattered nerves. Before me, the demon man continued as if nothing at all had happened.
"Leonna, I'd like you to try summoning your light for me. Create a pane of aurora, and if you would, please, tell me about any other powers you have, that you're familiar with." Perfectly objective, as usual. I was not entirely sure if his eyes had ever wandered away from his device.
"It is all the same," I replied listlessly, trying very hard to refocus on the world around me. "My energy was never different until now. I simply shaped it into different forms." With a docile hand, I obeyed his request nonetheless, focusing again on the energy pulsing within me. Instead of drawing on my flame, however, I drew upon the light I once held, which to my dismay, formed a deep blob of perfect black around my hands. The stuff seemed so substantial that I tried to grasp it, but my hands only clenched upon warm darkness. It was not until I tried to condense it, as I had my light barriers, when I could finally feel a solid substance in my hands.
I frowned.