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Daniel whined. "Awww, can't we look at the stars tonight?" He pleaded, taking a bit of one of the rolls.
Daniel whined. "Awww, can't we look at the stars tonight?" He pleaded, taking a bit of one of the rolls.
Sally grins. "No, not tonight dear. It is the new moon, and Lady Nox only knows what goes on beneath the moonless sky."
She pauses, thinking she sees something rise up behind her sons strange, two-colored eyes. She shakes her head slightly, closing her eyes. When she opens them again, Daniel's eyes are their normal pale blue.
"Go clean your teeth. I'll be there in a moment to tuck you in, pumpkin."
Daniel nods, sighing softly as he dashed down the hall. For a moment he thought he saw something… following him.
But once the boy turned around, there was nothing but the corridor behind him.
Tentatively, he hurried back into the washroom, splashing some water from the tub on his face. Something didn't feel right tonight.
Sally takes a moment to kneel before the shrine dedicated to Lord Sol and Lady Aum, praying quickly. She then gets up and goes into her son's room to find him… not there.
"Daniel?" she calls out.
Daniel snickered under the bed, thinking he could lighten the mood with a little joke.
"Under here, mama! I got you good!" He chuckled, crawling out from under the old wooden boards.
Sally sighs in relief, kneeling next to her mischevious child.
"Please, don't do that to me. I'm already scared that one of these days you'll go into the forest and won't return." she says, wrapping her child tightly.
Daniel hugged her back, leaning his small head on her comforting shoulders.
"Sorry mama…" He muttered, knowing she was scared, but not what for. He was brave, and craft, and he always came back home. Alays. always.
"Can you still tuck me in?" He asked, twirling her hair through his fingers
"It's okay, pumpkin. I know you don't understand." Sally says, relief and amusement evident in her voice.
She nods, lifting Daniel and tucking him into his bed. "Goodnight, pumpkin. I'll see you in the morning."
Daniel smiled, closing his eyes and nestling into the bed.
However, the sounds of the night and the light of the stars called to him.
Something, called to him.
He rummaged out of the covers, glancing toward the window, then back at the door. Just for a little… He thought, slipping on his boots. I dont want to worry mama anymore
Sally left the room quietly, going to the hidden cellar door and opening it, slipping inside. A few steps later, she is in a vast cavern that she had discovered just over a month ago. It seemed to be a volcanic crater, but it didn't make sense. She investigated 'til midnight, then sighed and went back upstairs, checking on Daniel. His bed was empty. Evidently, he'd done this before. Quickly, she went to the front door, calling for Daniel.
"Daniel? Daniel! Get in the house, now!" she called out, but the only sounds that replied was the wind whispering in the trees, the crickets creaking out their mournful songs.
Daniel slunk through the forest, laughing as he chased after a very interesting lizard as it darted through the rocks and sticks and brush.
Though soon enough, Daniel became very lost. He looked around, attempting to get his bearings, but seeing nothing recognizable though the very dim light.
"Mama!" He called out, tripping over a branch and skinning his knee. He began to cry, making his shouts louder. "Mama!! Where are you!!"
Sally runs into the woods, but in the moonless light she can't make out anything. Nor can she figure out how Daniel might be able to see anything in these dark woods.
She doesn't hear Daniel's shouts.
"DANIEL! WHERE ARE YOU?" she shouts, near tears.
Daniel tripped again, drawing more blood as he cried harder, curling up as he begged for his mother.
He didn't even notice the odd shadows closing in
Sally, crying now, was still wandering around the forest, knowing what lurked about at night, knowing that Daniel- she cut her thoughts off with a sharp scolding to herself.
"DANIEL?" she calls, knowing it's unlikely her child can hear her.
Daniel had no warning, just an extremely painful sting that echoed all through his innocent, frail body. He screamed, a wretched scream that echoed through the forest as he collapsed in pain.
Sally hears this, at least, and follows the echoes- but when she reaches where she thought the scream came from, nothing was there but churned earth and- blood. She stifles a gasp, and sinks to her knees.
"Oh, gods… oh, no…" she whispers, clutching at her chest like she was having a heart attack. Which, in a way, she was. She stayed like that until morning, then through the next night, unmoving.
Daniel awoke from his unconsciousness with the morning light, his head throbbing with unimaginable pain as he stumbled. "M-mama…"
Slowly, over the course of the year, she fades, becoming more and more vengeant, falling deeper and deeper into a pit of black despair that had no return. Slowly, she became cold, desperate, hateful…
When she finally gets up, she has no real recollection of who she is, only that she needed to find something that she had lost.
Daniel spent countless hours trying to find his mother, sleepless nights, until he was overtaken by the thing that had won over him that night, and it was terribly hungry. The young boy, now called Epsilon, now found themselves partaking of the nightmares from people's dreams, sometimes waking them up to the sight of a grief-stricken child
They continued on, forgetting more as Epsilon lived their life, though with the same mentality of Daniel. The same voice, the same mannerisms.
Sally, now known as Half-Life by the people of the mountain and forest villages because of the way she seems to be half alive, wanders across the entire continent, then the world, then other dimensions, trying to find what she had lost. Rumours slowly spread of a Shade, one more terrible than had ever been seen before. It was nearly a decade later that she remembered. She slowly came back mentaly, but physically stayed the same, her aura unchanging.
"Daniel?" was the only word she said from that point, posed as a question to any boy that looked like her child.
Epsilon continued as a stolen spirit, whenever shifting into their unconscious form to feast, they often cried, deeply saddened by something they did not remember. Little did they know that in that form, their face was frozen as Daniel's was when he realized he was not going to be saved, permanently the face of shock, fear, longing.
One dreary night, the young wanderer found themselves in the room of a woman trapped in a troubled sleep, shifting into their dream form, the frozen face softened, starting to cry more at the sight of Half-Life.
(I tried to draw them but I got too lazy and did an artbreeder instead :/ anywaysss,
heres Ep in their physical form -https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/05a80939-6981-48a0-8cdc-d5bf51ffd841.jpg?1643478634
And their unconscious form (Just a warning, its a bit spooky)- https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/122d4562-ade9-48e8-b63a-a652e8f2fa6a.jpg?1643478635
(Gods damn, what the hell?)
Half-Life, upon waking from a particularly troubled sleep, saw the boy- but did not recognize him.
"Daniel?" the whisper came, soft, like the silken caress of a cat's paw across velvet.
(… yeah sorry bout that XD)
(Damn… phenomenal descriptions, my dude :0)
Gus shifted into something a bit more easy on the eyes, their nightmarish face slowly becoming more of a timid, outcasted child. A lost puppy with no master, no purpose. They knelt beside the woman, the simple utterance of the same sparking memories long chained by time.
"M-mama?"
(You're good, I've seen worse, way worse, but it was just unexpected here!)
(Bowing shyly Why thank you! I always have been a poet. Or so I've been told. I still don't understand it myself.)
Sally Half-Life, long forgotten by the world as anything but a monster, had finally found her way back to the world.
"Daniel…" she said, on her feet in a flash, wrapping her son in a tight hug, never wanting to let him go.
(Oh yeah. I believe it lmao)
(Seriously tho!)
Epsilon choked on tears, their small arms gently going around their mother as they subbed uncontrollably. She had found them!! She did!! They clung tighter, burying their face into Sally
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