Hello World! [Birthing Thread]
Sirius, Iolaire, Deathbelle
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
38
38
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
02-05-2020, 05:46 PM
Mortis Fatalis The abyss of his world was a comfort, he knew warmth, and fullness of his belly. Everything was soft and padded around him, with the sensation of something he could not describe in the world beyond his own. Voices he would later learn. The sounds of his parents, and the soothing lilts of their tones. He was not alone in his world, but he could not say he knew what was around him, only that they were like he. He knew and understood little, but he was happy, and content. The violent expelling into the world was not something he would have asked for, the heave that pushed him against the walls of his world. The feel of little nibs about what could only be described as his shoulders would catch, and he would fail to be expelled. He tumbled back again through the rolling Abyss, until the heave came again, shoving him forward. He was thrown against the wall, this time his angle was better, but something caught about him. His airways cut off, and one of his comforts was immediately lost to him. The comfort of oxygen. He knew, for a moment, the world. The light shining against eyes that would not open for ten days, the chill of air against his skin the violence of the rough ground that fell up to meet him, and then nothing. The vitalness of oxygen would be known to him in the first moments of his life, as he was denied his first breath of ait, the choke of something pulling against his throat a brutal sensation, he would be glad, if he had a choice, that sleep would take him before he could fully develop an understanding for pain. |
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