Aershaa Choice: The fourth ; ice/dark (Halloween)
New Name: Ragnarok
Region: I was thinking Wanderer
Bonded?: None
If so, name: ---
Prompt Response:
Tell me about this Aershaa, whether it be in a story or by playing a scene. Who are they? Where do they come from? What are they like? Whom do they trust, if anyone? What are their ambitions? You don't need to make it long - a paragraph will do. Grammar is a must.
(Narrated by the Aershaa, can be converted into third person)
I opened my eyes.
The world around me was dark and cold, the air still moist from a rainfall – or so I presumed. I was unsure, unsure of everything now. Alone in the refuge of the shadows I had hidden myself, seeping slowly into a state where I did not know who I was or what I was. I was trying to forget, forget the memories that stung at my heart and mind, like sharp splints of wood. I had always been silent - words were not my strength and why should I speak out when you learn so much more from listening? – But in this last span of time I found myself more withdrawn than usual. The forgetting was hardening my heart, I supposed, making me a cold beast, an unfeeling statue. Perhaps it was better that way, best if I didn’t feel for feelings brought pain. I had found myself dwelling in the darkness, wallowing in the comfort of the shadows – my only friends now – for days upon end; there was no one else. I was alone, alone with my thoughts and the soft whispers of the wind and that was all. It was better that way too, for contact had only withered me. Once, I had trusted another’s word without hesitation and once I had believed the world was filled with beauty. Now I had no one, now I trusted none. It was safer that way. It was better. This new life - once I emerged from the cocoon that was only a physiological barrier - would be better, everything would be better.
The family I had once known, the love I had once felt had all been uprooted, their words lies and their smiles fake. I would not allow myself to even think of where I had come from, think of the blissful ignorance I had lived through. I was to remerge as something completely new, something that would be safe from pain, isolated from feelings. That was my one goal, my only goal; to never go through the turmoil my mind had once felt. It was time to live for myself, something I had naively cast away once upon a time. Once, I had shunned the principals of my kind, never again would such a foolish blunder be made.
I was a hurt, lost soul, drifting aimlessly in the ocean. It was time for me to finally seize control of my life, reinvent myself. From the harmed caterpillar to the butterfly – I would be elusive and above everyone else. I would never be hurt again.
Eee, I hope that was fine. I usually roleplay in third person but this application seemed to scream out for a shot at first, so I gave it a try. I hope this meets the criteria. x3
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