The crystal crackles to life, occasionally distorted by the sound of a breeze. His voice is soft and tired-sounding.
“It’s… been a long time since I’ve done one of these. I’m not even sure why I grabbed the recorder. I guess… It’s been so long since I’ve felt that feeling. This… awful feeling of impending doom. It’s still familiar, of course, but I’ve…. ya know, I’ve felt a lot of other things lately too… Love. Peace. Joy. I guess I was starting to forget.
I guess she figured it was time to jog my memory.
Continue reading “Ninth Crystal – Anniversary”
“– Is back! Pryn is back! Pryn –”
Frantic panting, noises of excitement that don’t form any coherent words. “Pryn’s back — it was — oh man — oh man!
I gotta — I gotta calm down. Gotta breathe.”
Continue reading “Eighth Crystal”
The crystal crackles to life, the sound of movement around a room, simple chores and light cleaning.
“Dear You… It’s been a week. Normally I wouldn’t worry but. I dunno. It’s… This week has been weird. And I have a really weird feeling that something bad is about to happen. Or something good is going to dissolve or… I think the Human phrase is I’m waiting for the shoe to drop. It doesn’t really make much sense, it’s more like waiting for a manabomb to explode, I guess.
Continue reading “Seventh Crystal”
The Crystal starts with frustrated growling, uncharacteristically heavy footfalls treading a line in the floor.
“I can’t breathe. I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. I don’t… know what’s wrong with me. I’ve been fine. I’ve been fine! I haven’t done anything wrong I –“
The sound of pacing, back and forth, back and forth, rapid, shallow breathing.
Continue reading “Sixth Crystal”
So here’s the thing. With my newly discovered hobby of collecting attempts on my life by strangers, I’ve decided to bite the bullet and start making Memory Orbs as well. I hate doing these, but… If something happens to me, I’d like… Well. I’d like someone to know the whole story.
A year ago…
Continue reading “Memory Orb 1: The Not So Great Soulgem Heist”
I don’t usually do these as like… I mean, who really wants to know that much about me? I already babble enough as is and it’s hard enough to shut me up but…
Okay. Here we go. Continue reading “Getting to Know Me: A Z and Cinder challenge”