Aradia's Heart Game - Session 3

[idolpro]

Once upon a time, in a country far to the north,
the Lady Shalott sat within a tall tower.
It rose high above the clouds, and the air was thin and cold...

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Re: Atlas

[widenessofthesea]

[ is that an odd coincidence or...

hm. ]

Shouldn't you know, if you're lounging here?

[ and she goes to fiddle with the free-standing door, and attempts to go through it. ]

Re: Atlas

[idolpro]

[ This close you can see—the frame truly is the exact twin of the tower entrance, opal insets dying the white marble all manner of myriad colors as it shines in the sunlight. Though it stands absent of any accompanying door, you feel as if you could walk right through.

Perhaps, more accurately, it could be called a gate.

And, as you cross the threshold—there is that tell-tale give of empty air beneath your feet, a misstep at the edge of a precipice, but the impact of the ground below never comes.

Everything shifts. Space and time are as clay in the wake of your gait, and you are falling for what feels, alone and absent of any light to estimate by, seconds to minutes to hours to days to weeks to months to years to centuries— an eternity free and weightless through the ether, your only movement spurred by that single, direly missed step.

And then, quickly as one would blink -

It’s over. ]