2/1/2025, 3:32 AM
How long had it been since he’s woken up here? This strange land, in this even stranger body, a wolf at that. At first he figured this was an afterlife, heaven or maybe even hell? He deserved that side more, and if this was a heaven he was in the wrong spot, how could he not be? His daughter wasn’t here, the purist soul he ever had the blessing of meeting.. However this didn’t quite seem like a heaven or hell to him. It’d been about a week or so now, and within that timeframe he’d eaten, slept and wondered aimlessly. Getting hungry and sleepy was something of a regular lifestyle, something that’d only happen to a living, breathing being, and he was definitely breathing.
Though truly couldn’t quite say how much he cared for this whole ‘breathing, living’ thing. For a time, before now that is, he was elsewhere, not heaven, nor hell. A simple middle. There was nothing there, an infinite emptiness and the lack of thought to go mad about it. A peace was there, and he embraced it as the end.. until it wasn’t.
Suddenly he had awaken in this body, as if taking nap for far too long. It was strange walking on four limbs and yet he picked up it up effortlessly, perhaps it was simply because he didn’t completely remember the feel of standing on two legs, or maybe he just didn’t have a choice. However he knew best.. there was always a choice.
Thabanus didn’t quite recall the entirety of his former self, of course there was still an image, but as if looking through a dirty lens that’s exactly how he remembered it. He was a king, with a kingdom, power, subjects, responsibilities and a daughter. That image he remembered clearly, she was never too far from his mind, held in the last shred of light he had within. Her memory was safe there, it’d forever be safe there, no matter how many lives he’d be forced to live, that was just a simple given fact. Though just as much as he remembered the light she brought, the shows from such a glow was never far behind. He remembered her death as if it were his own, and yet that part was still a mystery on his side?
He couldn’t recall his own death, who did it, where, and barely when. Regardless though, he wasn’t too interested in remembering something so pointless. It wouldn’t change his current position, nothing would, all that he decided to concern himself with was getting somewhere warmer before the snow fell harder, and maybe grabbing a meal on the way.
Though truly couldn’t quite say how much he cared for this whole ‘breathing, living’ thing. For a time, before now that is, he was elsewhere, not heaven, nor hell. A simple middle. There was nothing there, an infinite emptiness and the lack of thought to go mad about it. A peace was there, and he embraced it as the end.. until it wasn’t.
Suddenly he had awaken in this body, as if taking nap for far too long. It was strange walking on four limbs and yet he picked up it up effortlessly, perhaps it was simply because he didn’t completely remember the feel of standing on two legs, or maybe he just didn’t have a choice. However he knew best.. there was always a choice.
Thabanus didn’t quite recall the entirety of his former self, of course there was still an image, but as if looking through a dirty lens that’s exactly how he remembered it. He was a king, with a kingdom, power, subjects, responsibilities and a daughter. That image he remembered clearly, she was never too far from his mind, held in the last shred of light he had within. Her memory was safe there, it’d forever be safe there, no matter how many lives he’d be forced to live, that was just a simple given fact. Though just as much as he remembered the light she brought, the shows from such a glow was never far behind. He remembered her death as if it were his own, and yet that part was still a mystery on his side?
He couldn’t recall his own death, who did it, where, and barely when. Regardless though, he wasn’t too interested in remembering something so pointless. It wouldn’t change his current position, nothing would, all that he decided to concern himself with was getting somewhere warmer before the snow fell harder, and maybe grabbing a meal on the way.