Chapter Tew: Embrace...-
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THE Rain poured, then let up slightly, then half-faded to mist, then rolled back to downpour before finally ceasing.
Kynkrea was still too faint to fly, having expended much power in her regenerative outpouring of the force that lived like captive lightning within her.
The sun, obscured for over an hour by the clouds, now was soon setting, and the tempo of life in the woods was changing with the times. Creatures active during the daylit hours began to find refuge for the coming of night, while their nocturnal counterparts stirred to begin their shift under the canopy of darkness.
The buzzing of -- insects and amphibians, she guessed, were on the increase. A steady thrum punctuated by dozens of sub choirs each at their own frequency and amplitude. The song of night. Through the wet foliage and undergrowth; barefoot atop the saturated and cool sandy soil covered by mulched humis; Kynkrea walked silently.
She let her outstretched fingers caress the dewy leaves of low palm bushes; her arms down and slighty away from her body.
Birds, too added to the chorus, chattering of their day; communal greetings and assessments of the flock's integrity against possible predation during the day. They haunted the trees all 'round her with their imperceptible logic.
Kynkrea found all this very much like the lands of the Resth Clan Confederacy in which she had lived for years with her comrades at the Institute, back in Kryssan City, but the density of the air, the pull of gravity, even the monolithic vibration of the aether's pitch told her that she was on another world entirely.
This was not alltogether unusual for her, and certainly not after her strange journeys with her sister-souls, Kerie, and the hauntingly beautiful Lthrus.
She regretted the way they had -- the way she had parted from them. She was terribly sad at her loss of Lthrus -- likely the one woman in all the worlds she could truly be herself with. She let the soft tears flow as she ambled on in the woods.
Still, though the heaviness of melancholy cling to her like her soaked garments, Kynkrea found a way to smile. She knew, or at least, stongly suspected that they would accomplish their separate goals, leaving her to her own.
With the thought of her unfathomably distant point of travel in mind, Kynkrea tried anew to muster the power of flight.
The glassy flames ensheathed her and gravity's grasp was eluded. Reality, itself, peeled away from the frontier of her aura, and she was left without orientation; her own axes in multiple dimensions. With the glorious liberty of detachment from the surface, her path became an infinite quantum calculation of infinitesimal points; harmonisations of aether and nether, here and nowhere.
With this alien glory in her mind of two distinct brains, one masculine, the other feminine, Kynkrea rose above the tops of the trees, and was greeted by a stunning lanscape of deep greens and a river of oranges that swirled through crimson into violet. The sunset on this world was the most spectacular she had ever witnessed.
A white, snowy bird with long neck eyed her cautiously and veered away from her to join others of its feather by the trees that dotted the watercourse she had regained consciousness near. Like the continent of Marnharnna, this land was a spillway for waters that slowly filtered through unimaginable - 'acres' - of reeds and grasses. All around her the majesty of the the Creator's transcendant genius and creativity held her fast; enrapt.
"Paradisal." She gave praise to Him who made and sustained her.
New tears traced down her cheeks, and she felt renewed both without and within.
~'My chief residence; the world of My joy.'~ He whispered into her mind and heart.
"I can see that..." She mumbled as she took it all in.
She flew toward the setting sun, and climbed ever higher to continue her view of its magnificence, until it finally faded beyond the curvature of the planet. She could have pursued it; speed was not an issue; but to shred this air so cruelly just to oblige her lonely passion for the glories of that star... Unseemly, at best.
Now, in darkness, high-high above the wetlands, Kynkrea noted the lights of habitations by the hundreds and thousands, many 'miles' away.
"And now, my God?" She asked.
Her eyes were then trained upon a blinking light in the sky that descended with great rapidity toward a grand cluster of lights. A city, and the air field the craft moved toward.
~'There'~ He imparted wisdom and volition to her, and her desire then came to be its discovery.
"Again, I ask You. Where do You end, and I begin?" Kynkrea asked.
A warm smile within her preceded His reply.
~'Ever I AM; you I fill, still.'~
A fugue-state akin to her transposition of minds with the raven fell upon her for an instant, and she for that smallest period of time realised the merest shadow of the truth of it.
There was a sort of terror to it, but one that granted unassailable assurance of her security.
"Aye." Kynkrea replied as she shivered.
Below her the night sounds played out in rushing reeds as the lights of the city neared.
THE Rain poured, then let up slightly, then half-faded to mist, then rolled back to downpour before finally ceasing.
Kynkrea was still too faint to fly, having expended much power in her regenerative outpouring of the force that lived like captive lightning within her.
The sun, obscured for over an hour by the clouds, now was soon setting, and the tempo of life in the woods was changing with the times. Creatures active during the daylit hours began to find refuge for the coming of night, while their nocturnal counterparts stirred to begin their shift under the canopy of darkness.
The buzzing of -- insects and amphibians, she guessed, were on the increase. A steady thrum punctuated by dozens of sub choirs each at their own frequency and amplitude. The song of night. Through the wet foliage and undergrowth; barefoot atop the saturated and cool sandy soil covered by mulched humis; Kynkrea walked silently.
She let her outstretched fingers caress the dewy leaves of low palm bushes; her arms down and slighty away from her body.
Birds, too added to the chorus, chattering of their day; communal greetings and assessments of the flock's integrity against possible predation during the day. They haunted the trees all 'round her with their imperceptible logic.
Kynkrea found all this very much like the lands of the Resth Clan Confederacy in which she had lived for years with her comrades at the Institute, back in Kryssan City, but the density of the air, the pull of gravity, even the monolithic vibration of the aether's pitch told her that she was on another world entirely.
This was not alltogether unusual for her, and certainly not after her strange journeys with her sister-souls, Kerie, and the hauntingly beautiful Lthrus.
She regretted the way they had -- the way she had parted from them. She was terribly sad at her loss of Lthrus -- likely the one woman in all the worlds she could truly be herself with. She let the soft tears flow as she ambled on in the woods.
Still, though the heaviness of melancholy cling to her like her soaked garments, Kynkrea found a way to smile. She knew, or at least, stongly suspected that they would accomplish their separate goals, leaving her to her own.
With the thought of her unfathomably distant point of travel in mind, Kynkrea tried anew to muster the power of flight.
The glassy flames ensheathed her and gravity's grasp was eluded. Reality, itself, peeled away from the frontier of her aura, and she was left without orientation; her own axes in multiple dimensions. With the glorious liberty of detachment from the surface, her path became an infinite quantum calculation of infinitesimal points; harmonisations of aether and nether, here and nowhere.
With this alien glory in her mind of two distinct brains, one masculine, the other feminine, Kynkrea rose above the tops of the trees, and was greeted by a stunning lanscape of deep greens and a river of oranges that swirled through crimson into violet. The sunset on this world was the most spectacular she had ever witnessed.
A white, snowy bird with long neck eyed her cautiously and veered away from her to join others of its feather by the trees that dotted the watercourse she had regained consciousness near. Like the continent of Marnharnna, this land was a spillway for waters that slowly filtered through unimaginable - 'acres' - of reeds and grasses. All around her the majesty of the the Creator's transcendant genius and creativity held her fast; enrapt.
"Paradisal." She gave praise to Him who made and sustained her.
New tears traced down her cheeks, and she felt renewed both without and within.
~'My chief residence; the world of My joy.'~ He whispered into her mind and heart.
"I can see that..." She mumbled as she took it all in.
She flew toward the setting sun, and climbed ever higher to continue her view of its magnificence, until it finally faded beyond the curvature of the planet. She could have pursued it; speed was not an issue; but to shred this air so cruelly just to oblige her lonely passion for the glories of that star... Unseemly, at best.
Now, in darkness, high-high above the wetlands, Kynkrea noted the lights of habitations by the hundreds and thousands, many 'miles' away.
"And now, my God?" She asked.
Her eyes were then trained upon a blinking light in the sky that descended with great rapidity toward a grand cluster of lights. A city, and the air field the craft moved toward.
~'There'~ He imparted wisdom and volition to her, and her desire then came to be its discovery.
"Again, I ask You. Where do You end, and I begin?" Kynkrea asked.
A warm smile within her preceded His reply.
~'Ever I AM; you I fill, still.'~
A fugue-state akin to her transposition of minds with the raven fell upon her for an instant, and she for that smallest period of time realised the merest shadow of the truth of it.
There was a sort of terror to it, but one that granted unassailable assurance of her security.
"Aye." Kynkrea replied as she shivered.
Below her the night sounds played out in rushing reeds as the lights of the city neared.
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