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theshimmer2020-08-08 11:35 pm
shimmermods) wrote in theshimmer2020-08-08 11:35 pm
WEEK FOUR
FOURTH WEEK
The Shimmer may have left you physically, but it's always with you; it's something it had insisted on yesterday, and it's something that continues to be pervasive even now, both in thoughts and within you in other, perhaps more noticeable ways. The statements that have been made weigh heavily; your surroundings continue to be influenced by something or other - plants you recognize are still present here, even as the trees themselves continue to crystallize, growing glassy white and transparent around mechanical insides - and the changes to your physical bodies are becoming more evident and difficult to ignore.
Perhaps more disturbingly, when you went to sleep in the clearing there were sixteen of you.
When you wake up, there are fifteen.
No matter how many headcounts you take, you keep coming up one short; the fact of the matter is that Rean Schwarzer is no longer among you. There's no visible evidence of where he's gone, and all of his belongings are still here; perhaps in some part of your mind, the possibility registers itself - maybe he's not with you because he went to the Shimmer. Not in the same way the cultists went, and not in the same way the ring of bodies seems to have gone, but maybe...
The thought is difficult to shake; the fact of the matter is that he isn't here, and you probably don't want to stay here. After all, your options are currently either to do what you set out to do, to return to the base and very possibly be killed for your efforts, or to remain here with the corpses.
The hike uphill is steep; perhaps it's fortunate that you're no longer tiring out like you used to. It's easier to keep going nowadays, even if it feels somewhat mechanical in doing so; your limbs know what they're doing, even if there's some reason for your mind to disagree. You seem to be making good time in moving toward the site of the initial impact of the meteorite; perhaps it won't be much longer before you find your objective.
That is, if all goes according to plan.
SUNDAY | MONDAY |
TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY
Perhaps more disturbingly, when you went to sleep in the clearing there were sixteen of you.
When you wake up, there are fifteen.
No matter how many headcounts you take, you keep coming up one short; the fact of the matter is that Rean Schwarzer is no longer among you. There's no visible evidence of where he's gone, and all of his belongings are still here; perhaps in some part of your mind, the possibility registers itself - maybe he's not with you because he went to the Shimmer. Not in the same way the cultists went, and not in the same way the ring of bodies seems to have gone, but maybe...
The thought is difficult to shake; the fact of the matter is that he isn't here, and you probably don't want to stay here. After all, your options are currently either to do what you set out to do, to return to the base and very possibly be killed for your efforts, or to remain here with the corpses.
The hike uphill is steep; perhaps it's fortunate that you're no longer tiring out like you used to. It's easier to keep going nowadays, even if it feels somewhat mechanical in doing so; your limbs know what they're doing, even if there's some reason for your mind to disagree. You seem to be making good time in moving toward the site of the initial impact of the meteorite; perhaps it won't be much longer before you find your objective.
That is, if all goes according to plan.
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You... don't like caves because teenagers like to hang out in them? Yes, I am pretty sure we won't be having that issue here...
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[ Now this is starting to make more sense. Less so the teens, but hey, bit by bit. ]
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[.........he's just not gonna elaborate, anyway moving on!!]
Anyway, I hope you aren't worried about me just because I'm being a bit more withdrawn than usual!
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But okay, Garma is not that invested in teens in caves, so he's happy to leave it be. ]
I was concerned, I do admit. We haven't known each other for long, but it did seem unusual for you. We're all under a lot of stress, too...
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Anyway, that gets him to glance over at Garma for a moment before shrugging.]
It isn't anything all that bad. There are others who are having more difficulties.
[Not naming any names but don't think he hasn't noticed some of you guys!!!]
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[ It's like the canary in the mineshaft and you're the canary and well. Bad signs. Very bad signs. ]
So if there is anything I can do for you, let me know.
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You're very kind to reach out like this, but I'm just fine. There's no need to worry about me just yet~!
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It's not really kindness when we're all dependent on each other like this, but I am glad to hear this either way. Hopefully we will see daylight again before long.
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That's my hope, yes! The less time we spend down here the better.
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[ It's not that Churches are getting boring so much as they are just terrifying him by default now. ]
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[ He finds it kind of weird. Religion has not disappeared in his time, but it has certainly lost a lot of its status in society. ]
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[you do not fight the church in tales of vesperia.]
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I wonder if this made it easier for the Shimmer to take hold? They all seemed very... cult-like, in their final stages.
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[How and who they chose to worship, at least.]
I hope that wasn't intentional on the Shimmer's part, though. Declaring yourself a god is a bit much, ja?
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It certainly is... a choice. I was just thinking that those texts we found seemed to imply that believing in it readied them for the act of joining with it. That's likely not that man's doing alone.