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A Fine Craft [Crowley]

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02-25-2013, 09:10 PM





It was glass, sure, but a talisman of a beautiful sort; supposedly honed and crafted in the Heart of the World by some wayward journeyman, forgotten amongst the mists and the dreary overcast skies of the northern wood. Perhaps the poor creature had found himself as the unwitting meal of some larger, stronger, ravenous brute, and left his handiwork behind, unfinished with splintered edges? Perhaps it was just a testament to the peculiarities of nature herself; to polish and create something so gorgeous, then discard it as nothing more than a common stone. Sin didn’t know for sure—and neither did he care, in all honesty. It was the Questioning in itself that entertained him, kept his mind humming along smoothly and without hitch. It was fun to think about this little black, shiny piece of unusualness; it was so alien, it felt as though it were a dream artifact that had fallen from a meteor or some other celestial body, or maybe had tumbled through the shattered mirror of his Haruspex’s cave. Whatever. It was pretty, and Sin coveted it, holding it gently between his teeth, careful that he wouldn’t pierce his tongue against the jagged edges of the obsidian.

It felt good to muse upon an inanimate object, no matter its opulence; so much time had spent worrying and wrinkling the dappled hide right off his back about people and places and things and possibilities and..and…and those other things he had no control over. People had a way of pining for peace by making it oh-so impossible to accomplish. It had torn Sin to shreds, his mind floundering for a way out—his heart was broken to pieces, and while he ignored the splintered pieces of the Void that made up his psyche, he knew it would be difficult to ignore it. At least, it would be difficult to ignore it by his sheer force of will. It took something more; something shining and brilliant, made of nature and abnormal selection; a piece of hard obsidian, glowing purple in the light of the Basin, inlaid with a curious piece of frosted crystal that glimmered in the aurora, shining brilliant colors, violets and blues and a certain, endearing mercury—

Whoa.

The pleasure-pain was threatening to bubble up in the back of Sin’s throat—and he needed to release himself from that. As he entered the Basin, trudging up the snowy corridor of his homeland, Sin made a beeline straight for the hot springs. They held…tender memories, sure, but he pushed those memories away for now; they were efficient for melting the ice from his joints and soothing his tensed muscles. It was a useful place, no matter its previous…affiliating. Besides, it was a social place to be, a plaza for the unicorns of the herd, and Sin figured it was the first place to seek out a craftsman of his own. He wanted to wear this pretty, striking thing; he suspected that, through the frosted lens of this strange obsidian rock, the world would appear in a different light—an observable light, an interesting and usable light, suitable for science. And if it wasn’t, Sin’s endeavors wouldn’t be in vain; it would be a lesson learned, after all.

Would it not?



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A Fine Craft [Crowley] - by Zikar-Sin - 02-25-2013, 09:10 PM
RE: A Fine Craft [Crowley] - by Crowley - 02-27-2013, 10:03 PM
RE: A Fine Craft [Crowley] - by Zikar-Sin - 03-09-2013, 02:07 AM
RE: A Fine Craft [Crowley] - by Crowley - 03-12-2013, 08:42 PM

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