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9.
The world is dying.
Sometimes it cracks, and their homes crack with it. Gravity seems to forget itself in places. The closer you are to the earth, the higher the chance it will become your grave.
The Cataclysm had painted their sky pink, an injury that bled to this day, ever deeper, ever wider, ever stronger. It will, one day, swallow the world.
But only if they let it.
And they won’t.
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Trevus-themed wordtober
So! This month of October, instead of doing inktober (though I still might do it, a few days, if inspiration strikes and I have time for it) I'm going to do 'wordtober'! (info here)
Now, I'm not a writer BUT I thought that it would be cool to take advantage of this event and write some snippets about Trevus (my personal project, if you’re not familiar with the name)!
I'll be using the #trevuswordtober tag, so please mute it if you're not interested in something that isn't illustrations and the like! Ooooorrrr, alternatively, tune in if you're interested! 👀
2.
Somewhere, someone plays an instrument that sounds like water.
Eyes closed as she listens, Aurora could swear she could see yellow sunlight glittering in gentle waves. She knows it’s an ocean, but she doesn’t know how.
There are no oceans in Galátea, and the sun shines pink.
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1.
In the Great Emptiness, the sand is a veil over the past of Aferah.
It is easy to be curious about what mysteries it covers, easy to become fascinated with the truths that it may be hiding, but the reality is that the glittering desert will sooner give you death than the answers you crave.
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21.
They call her the Keeper of Souls behind her back.
It amuses her, that they think she speaks to the dead. She only listens to them.
Isn’t that the job of someone who studies history? To dive into the lives of dead people, forgotten cultures, buried knowledge? To look at it all, and see the pathways between certain events?
You need to look back to understand what is ahead. There are clues among the past, and only the dead know the answers.
Rhea Nix, the Keeper, was unafraid of ghosts.
And if the dead ever looked back at her, she was not the kind of person to look away.
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7.
The world is dying.
The waters stole the sun from them. Stole the planet from them. The ground. The very earth.
The air will be their last theft, and at last, the ocean will swallow the world.
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14.
It was tradition for the important figures of Galátea to have a title. An old tradition, older than they could really say, and even though they knew a great many things, they didn’t know everything.
Unsurprisingly perhaps, it was an ill fitting tradition.
A Diplomat, a Spark, a Strategist, a Keeper, among others. Old names for old things that made no sense anymore.
But sometimes, to survive, you must give new meanings to old things, make them yours again, in a different way.
A Strategist might not lead galactic wars, but their analytical brain might be needed to plan their salvation.
A Diplomat might not mean much when there’s so little people to rule, but that might change one day.
A Spark however...they had found mentions of it, of its importance, though little explanation of what it meant. That’s why no one took that title, not even to make it anew.
Certain things are not meant to be disturbed while they slumber.
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20.
Syrah loved with abandon.
She loved the sun, the sands, the ruins, the Scar, the mystery. She cherished the world around her - adored the good, learned from the bad, appreciated the in-between - and she wished to learn it, so she could make it better, so it could reach its full potential.
Syrah had dreams made of stars.
Her curiosity knew no bounds, and Aferah the planet was full of secrets. She wanted to know them all, so she could love them as well.
She didn’t know it then, but Aferah loved her too.
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