11-12-2004, 07:48 AM
The cloak had no eyes with which to see the Sorcerer. No ears to hear his voice. No mind into which he could speak. And as he wasn't physically there, his energies could not be used as a becon to announce his arrival. Instead the cloak found itself caught unawares when it was suddenly swept up in the hand of powerful magics, mental, spiritual, and mystical energies washing over it like a clensing shower.
By god the stars....
If it were possible it would have wept. Countless in their numbers. Unfathomable in their expansiveness. Endless in their brillance. It was not the most beautiful thing it had ever seen. They were beauty itself.
"Thank you....." was all it managed in a humbled tone before the Sorcerer broke the tie, leaving it to slip once more into it's world of shadow and darkness. But there was light. It had been so long it had nearly forgotten. But there was light. The sensation of reverence and joy that had consumed it remained even as it was thrust into the new reality, its connection with the earth and its shadow realm reforged, serving as the anchor and brought it's spirit back down from the heavens.
But the reminder did not serve to cause it sadness, but merely reminded it of hope. They were out there. It was out there. And no matter how dark things may seemed....there would always....always be light.
As it came to it's senses it could feel many more people around it now and quickly reformed its effigy of a man. Makeshift shoulders hunched forward and the head tilted towards the chest a bit in order to create the illusion of shadow covering a person within. There were not enough bodies for them to be back in New York, for beyond those in the area millions more would have been felt. No....they were somewhere else. Indeed the good doctor had in fact finally sent them off to where ever they were supposed to be to do whatever it was they were supposed to do. And in that moment, for what the Sorcerer had given him, it was all to happy to oblige.
By god. The stars.......
By god the stars....
If it were possible it would have wept. Countless in their numbers. Unfathomable in their expansiveness. Endless in their brillance. It was not the most beautiful thing it had ever seen. They were beauty itself.
"Thank you....." was all it managed in a humbled tone before the Sorcerer broke the tie, leaving it to slip once more into it's world of shadow and darkness. But there was light. It had been so long it had nearly forgotten. But there was light. The sensation of reverence and joy that had consumed it remained even as it was thrust into the new reality, its connection with the earth and its shadow realm reforged, serving as the anchor and brought it's spirit back down from the heavens.
But the reminder did not serve to cause it sadness, but merely reminded it of hope. They were out there. It was out there. And no matter how dark things may seemed....there would always....always be light.
As it came to it's senses it could feel many more people around it now and quickly reformed its effigy of a man. Makeshift shoulders hunched forward and the head tilted towards the chest a bit in order to create the illusion of shadow covering a person within. There were not enough bodies for them to be back in New York, for beyond those in the area millions more would have been felt. No....they were somewhere else. Indeed the good doctor had in fact finally sent them off to where ever they were supposed to be to do whatever it was they were supposed to do. And in that moment, for what the Sorcerer had given him, it was all to happy to oblige.
By god. The stars.......