The city was built
near the side of a white mountain almost level with the clouds at its peak. A
cave-like tunnel wound through the mountain to the top and ended in a ledge
that protruded tenaciously into the brutal winds.
A woman was
standing on the ledge, dressed from head to toe in the finest silvery silk. Her
pristine clothes shone like platinum in any kind of light. Even flecks of dirt from
the stone floor of the cave could not stain the fine fabric.
She was blessed
with long platinum hair that complemented her clothes elegantly, and they
fluttered together, streaming in the damp wind. Her face was angular and
strikingly beautiful, with delicate cheekbones and a chiseled nose, flawed only
by the sharp lines of anguish that clouded her countenance.
She stared out into
the distance as if watching a sight beyond reality, and it caused her face to
tighten even further in pain. The wind sent a warning with howling urgency, and
she wiped her hair from her eyes to clear her vision.
Something was
amiss. There was a wrongness in the air. The sixth sense in her mind knew what
it was long before it was fully evident. A familiar thought wracked her heart
with sharp pangs of unease, an ominous forbearance that preceded a vision.
Before her, the
clouds roiled and beat together in a heated battle that was moving inexorably
closer. The great bellies of the clouds were ever fuller and darker, precursors
of the rain to come. They huddled together and then broke apart. They collided
and clashed with one another to set forth their wet gift upon the land.
From within the
clouds, shapes began to appear, augurs of the future, given to the woman as
preludes to events to come. The clouds moved and shifted, and an image appeared
from the chaotic masses. It was a denser column, shaped roughly into the form
of an oval. At first it was no more than a stark sliver amongst its gray
brethren, but as the storm moved closer it was beginning to become more
prominent and showed itself fully as the storm formation covered the city.
The sliver widened
and became taller and larger than the cloud in which it had originated. It was
pushing every competitor out of the way with a force that was immeasurable.
From within that mass something new was stirred, moving and shifting outward,
and as the oval widened, new shapes were birthed from the curves of cloud.
A doorway formed,
and from within it emerged unspeakable horrors. Grasping claws and gnawing
teeth reached toward the woman on the ledge, threatening to consume both her
and the city nearby. Then, surpassing the hunger of the lesser creatures within
the doorway, another more powerful presence began to emerge.
At first it was
just a feeling in the pit of the woman's chest, but slowly it became something
far more terrifying. Her breath quickened even more, and she forced herself to
remain standing under the pressure of its aura.
Huge, smoldering,
sapphire-hued eyes appeared and resolved within the doorway of what must be
their owner's cage. Great indigo claws grabbed the threshold and pried it even
wider. Slowly it thrust its presence from within its prison into the open. As
it did, its eyes glowed brighter and sparked with luminescent lightning, and a
dangerous maw opened below them. Long, dagger-like teeth glinted harshly in the
pale light of the storm, malicious things that threatened to tear at the fiber
of her soul.
Slowly that great
fanged mouth opened wider and wider till it was larger than the city and the
mountain. Ready to descend upon the land, it encompassed the sky as far as the
eye could see. Long, jagged lines of otherworldly cobalt lightning arced
through its teeth and eyes and then struck the ground.
The woman could
feel that there was an undeniable simplicity to its wants and needs. It wanted
only to take and consume, break and destroy everything.
Then, as the great
evil was about to fall on the land and take its very essence, the clouds broke
into rain, and the vision dispersed.
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