★ Shake, Rattle and Roll [Navigation Event]
09-29-2018, 05:38 PM
Archon faded in and out of a dizzy consciousness. At some point, the consciousness seemed to stick and Archon started forming a plan. He had to get his tail free one way or another. He had to get Caelestis. They had to get out. It was noticeably darker now, although the dust had cleared. Archon wasn't sure, but he thought the shape in front of him had to be Caelestis.
"Caelestis," his voice scratched out, barely audible.
Archon twisted against his tail. He could feel the fur pulling out, but the pain went deeper than that. He was pretty convinced that the tip of his actual tail was caught. Archon kicked against it the best he could, using his hind legs to scrape at the fur and skin connecting him to the boulder.
Though the pain was sharp at first, at some point it blurred in the struggle. When Archon eventually was freed, he lay on the ground panting. He wasn't sure he felt entirely attached to reality at the moment. He wasn't sure it was a good feeling. He felt like he was floating inside a body that wasn't his. Was this his soul's way of rejecting his mortal body as it failed him?
Numbly, Archon stood and moved over to the figure on the ground. He couldn't feel the steps, but he could still control his movement somehow.
"Cael?" the body's voice said softly. He needed to reach out to her. They needed to get out of here, but he wasn't sure his body could carry her in this semi-conscious state.
"Caelestis," his voice scratched out, barely audible.
Archon twisted against his tail. He could feel the fur pulling out, but the pain went deeper than that. He was pretty convinced that the tip of his actual tail was caught. Archon kicked against it the best he could, using his hind legs to scrape at the fur and skin connecting him to the boulder.
Though the pain was sharp at first, at some point it blurred in the struggle. When Archon eventually was freed, he lay on the ground panting. He wasn't sure he felt entirely attached to reality at the moment. He wasn't sure it was a good feeling. He felt like he was floating inside a body that wasn't his. Was this his soul's way of rejecting his mortal body as it failed him?
Numbly, Archon stood and moved over to the figure on the ground. He couldn't feel the steps, but he could still control his movement somehow.
"Cael?" the body's voice said softly. He needed to reach out to her. They needed to get out of here, but he wasn't sure his body could carry her in this semi-conscious state.