12-23-2017, 03:10 PM
Cold. So much cold. Valeriya shivered in the air and rubbed her hands up and down her arms. Their emergence was nothing like she expected. Where was the Great Blue Above? Where was the light? There was nothing. Just blackness and glowing. The orb that hung overhead did not impress her, although others pointed and gaped. They didn't know what they were missing, and Valeriya grit her teeth and bit her tongue to keep from proclaiming her utter disappointment.
They were hustled across surfaces smooth as water. Towers loomed on either side like cavern walls. All was dark, all was cold. She was outwardly unmoved until a sound punched the air. Hers was not the only voice to gasp and point. Regus hushed them, unconcerned about the unseen beasts, only beckoned them to hurry.
Their group was ushered into an echoing cavern. The walls were cold as ice and slick as oily rock. Mechanisms chinked and metallic thuds boomed in the distance. Regus was busy with more of his magicks, and Valeriya waved her hands that the Khylsty remain in place until he called all was safe.
When the call did come, the Khylsty breathed a collective sigh of relief. They had come to the Above, Valeriya told them, and all they ever known was no longer. They had to put their trust into Regus, for he would not be swayed or lead them to harm. He was their father, she told them, and he would carry them through these dangers until they were all returned to glory.
Illarion wanted to follow her where Regus called, but Vale commanded he remain with the others. They needed to be settled and explore the little bits of their surroundings that Regus declared safe. More importantly, an ear must be kept on Matvei. There was no where he could retreat to speak against her, and with Illarion at arm's reach, he would not dare to defy their Eye.
"Father Regus,"
Vale said as she entered a small chamber after him. "I know this is the Above, but I don't understand. Why is it so dark? Where is the color? Where is the light?"
They were hustled across surfaces smooth as water. Towers loomed on either side like cavern walls. All was dark, all was cold. She was outwardly unmoved until a sound punched the air. Hers was not the only voice to gasp and point. Regus hushed them, unconcerned about the unseen beasts, only beckoned them to hurry.
Their group was ushered into an echoing cavern. The walls were cold as ice and slick as oily rock. Mechanisms chinked and metallic thuds boomed in the distance. Regus was busy with more of his magicks, and Valeriya waved her hands that the Khylsty remain in place until he called all was safe.
When the call did come, the Khylsty breathed a collective sigh of relief. They had come to the Above, Valeriya told them, and all they ever known was no longer. They had to put their trust into Regus, for he would not be swayed or lead them to harm. He was their father, she told them, and he would carry them through these dangers until they were all returned to glory.
Illarion wanted to follow her where Regus called, but Vale commanded he remain with the others. They needed to be settled and explore the little bits of their surroundings that Regus declared safe. More importantly, an ear must be kept on Matvei. There was no where he could retreat to speak against her, and with Illarion at arm's reach, he would not dare to defy their Eye.
"Father Regus,"
Vale said as she entered a small chamber after him. "I know this is the Above, but I don't understand. Why is it so dark? Where is the color? Where is the light?"
The Eye of the Khylsty