@lorelyric | has heard the call ― ✧
“Liar!”
“Blasphemer!”
“May the scriptures curse you!”
◈◇◈ ― Banishment. That’s what befell him for speaking only the truth. Humiliated and dragged through the streets while the mindless masses pelted him with garbage and insults, he was thrown out of the holy city. In an act of defiance Viego had rose to his feet as the large gates shut closed before him and he cursed them.
A city of witless fools. Their penitence will not save them, not a single soul.
Cast out and driven away, it was then that Viego had to face the harsh barren wastes on his own. Out here there is no order, there is no law, there are no scriptures or sheet music that will dictate what must be. There is only chaos as the howling winds blow against the rusted sands. The taste & smell of metal was more palpable against his lips and in his lungs.
Then, in the distance faintly against the harsh winds he could hear, a low ticking beat. It calls to him. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. By instinct he follows this sound like an obsession. Manic. It’s as if this heartbeat it wants to be found.
For days he searched, trudging through the barren wasteland. Beneath his notice, hunger & thirst soon consumes his tired body and he collapses on the dry earth, barely hearing a sound of a lute being strum delicately between deft fingers nearby...
