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Cornered Coroner's cry
… shame on you, you made the Eldritch mass cry
I do not know how long we ran through those tunnels before realizing that we were running in circles. The very fabric of reality had fouled against us this night. And I learned far to late that the corridor that had appeared so straight and narrow had folded into an eternal loop. A loop that always lead back towards the way we had came. Trapping us together with the mass that moved without moving.
The creature that had been my friend wasnt crawling its way down the halls, nor was it pullhing or dragging itself. It was growing forward. Every second swelling forward in a new tendril of meat and teeth that spawned out of its previous bulk. Ever changing as new tentacles grew out from its formless maws.
Like a new creature was constantly welling out of a portal, growing forth as it was fouled out of itself. Until the creature filled the corridor, and through some unknown loophole in this folded space managed to appear both behind us and in front of us. As if its mass had transcended physical space.
Trapped we were, without any way to turn as she crept closer, an inpending doom aiming for uss through either crushing or suffocation. A fate only to be escaped by throwing oneself into the endless maw rid oneself of the tormental wait for the inevitable.
Perhaps i did go a little mad with fight, to have such thoughts crossing my mind, But in that madness spawned a fright not for myself, But for what had become of my friend Mivera, what would become of her, if we were to end our days devoured by our one time friend and partner.
I cried out in that moment, a cry of desperation. And though I can't remember exactly what I cried, I know that it was a desire for things not to end this way.
And I waited, Eyes closed and bracing myself for the end. But the end never came.
Opening my eyes again, I saw that my words had taken an immediate effect, for in that moment the setting mass ceased its advanced and curled back a bit, just enough to give us breathing space.
As I overcame my disrelish, and looked back at that wall of flesh and teeth I found it staring back at me with eyes aplenty, eyes of every shape and size, yet all with the same deep pink, gold trimmed color of our friend. Eyes filled with the most horrible realization.
Within moments, the tears began to fall.
note: The title is a bit strange — don't ask me where i got "coroner" from, I just think it sounded cool and morbid in that phrase.
… shame on you, you made the Eldritch mass cry
I do not know how long we ran through those tunnels before realizing that we were running in circles. The very fabric of reality had fouled against us this night. And I learned far to late that the corridor that had appeared so straight and narrow had folded into an eternal loop. A loop that always lead back towards the way we had came. Trapping us together with the mass that moved without moving.
The creature that had been my friend wasnt crawling its way down the halls, nor was it pullhing or dragging itself. It was growing forward. Every second swelling forward in a new tendril of meat and teeth that spawned out of its previous bulk. Ever changing as new tentacles grew out from its formless maws.
Like a new creature was constantly welling out of a portal, growing forth as it was fouled out of itself. Until the creature filled the corridor, and through some unknown loophole in this folded space managed to appear both behind us and in front of us. As if its mass had transcended physical space.
Trapped we were, without any way to turn as she crept closer, an inpending doom aiming for uss through either crushing or suffocation. A fate only to be escaped by throwing oneself into the endless maw rid oneself of the tormental wait for the inevitable.
Perhaps i did go a little mad with fight, to have such thoughts crossing my mind, But in that madness spawned a fright not for myself, But for what had become of my friend Mivera, what would become of her, if we were to end our days devoured by our one time friend and partner.
I cried out in that moment, a cry of desperation. And though I can't remember exactly what I cried, I know that it was a desire for things not to end this way.
And I waited, Eyes closed and bracing myself for the end. But the end never came.
Opening my eyes again, I saw that my words had taken an immediate effect, for in that moment the setting mass ceased its advanced and curled back a bit, just enough to give us breathing space.
As I overcame my disrelish, and looked back at that wall of flesh and teeth I found it staring back at me with eyes aplenty, eyes of every shape and size, yet all with the same deep pink, gold trimmed color of our friend. Eyes filled with the most horrible realization.
Within moments, the tears began to fall.
note: The title is a bit strange — don't ask me where i got "coroner" from, I just think it sounded cool and morbid in that phrase.
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