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Ashes of Dreams [video/audio]
[And another unbidden post begins. There is no prompting, it merely begins broadcasting like some kind of documentary. Unfortunately (or would it be fortunate?), this one's a bit on the abstract side.]
[It begins in a city. Paved streets, towering skyscrapers, an array of signs, automobiles strewn about; it's a textbook picture of a major metropolis with only one thing missing. The people. Not a single soul is in sight. From the sun's position in the sky it's high noon in a downtown area, and the whole place is a ghost town.
That is, until a pair of women walk onto the scene. Identical in stature, figure, and apparel, both standing out amongst the grays of the city with their deep maroon hair. Devola and Popola. Almost mechanically, their footsteps are made in unison as they quietly enter a large building nearby.]
[And then things start to make less sense.
The video, for all intents and purposes, begins to play as though it was filmed as a time-lapse. The day-night cycle begins to fly past so quickly blinking could very well cause you to miss a week, or a month. The urban sprawl begins to decay, buildings crumbling, grass peeking upwards through the asphalt.
Every so often time resumes it's normal flow and the twins leave their sanctuary to investigate the surrounding environs before returning inside, at which point the video resumes it's breakneck pace. Or... it appears to, at least. The cycle of day and night, by this point, seems to have broken. Even with the speed of the time-lapse taken into consideration, it appears there is no longer such a thing as "night", the sky remains a hazy blue through the rest of the video.
Nature reclaims the city. Animals roam what once were streets. The skyscrapers plummet, leaving nothing behind but their ground floors at best. Roads are completely overgrown, asphalt is reduced to rubble, then reduced to dirt, and finally swallowed by a sea of grass.
It is either due to miracle or due to haphazard repair work that the sister's sanctuary - a library, judging from what the the gaping holes in it's walls display - remains mostly intact. Even as nature overtakes the majority of the city the two still make their occasional excursion outdoors, and in contrast to the desolation and ruin around them they remain the same. They themselves are completely unchanged, despite time ravaging everything around them.
Everything, including the local animal populations: for every species that attempts to make a foothold in the area, two more seem to die out and disappear from view. The conclusion from all this isn't too hard to put together: the world, whatever it's name is, is dying. Slowly.
So it continued for a truly absurd amount of time; by the time the first changes other than decay occur all that's left of the once picturesque city is most of the library, and a few scattered buildings, none higher than a story or two, and none anywhere close to being fully intact.
And then people finally appeared once again, as if out of thin air. Humans who were not the sisters. They reclaimed the land to an extent, shearing the growth away and housing themselves in the shells of the old buildings, repairing them to better suit their needs. A rudimentary existence; mere subsistence compared to that which had come before it, but civilization had still returned.
And the two sisters continued to watch over the land, dutifully, as generations of humans lived, and died. And still they remained unchanged.]
[Not long after the imagery ceases, Devola, apparently having found her phone on and broadcasting, speaks up, her tone flat.]
Well that was great to see again... I might as well ask since this thing's on already. Had anyone heard of any kind of "Velvet Room" before that shared dream or whatever you'd want to call it?
[It begins in a city. Paved streets, towering skyscrapers, an array of signs, automobiles strewn about; it's a textbook picture of a major metropolis with only one thing missing. The people. Not a single soul is in sight. From the sun's position in the sky it's high noon in a downtown area, and the whole place is a ghost town.
That is, until a pair of women walk onto the scene. Identical in stature, figure, and apparel, both standing out amongst the grays of the city with their deep maroon hair. Devola and Popola. Almost mechanically, their footsteps are made in unison as they quietly enter a large building nearby.]
[And then things start to make less sense.
The video, for all intents and purposes, begins to play as though it was filmed as a time-lapse. The day-night cycle begins to fly past so quickly blinking could very well cause you to miss a week, or a month. The urban sprawl begins to decay, buildings crumbling, grass peeking upwards through the asphalt.
Every so often time resumes it's normal flow and the twins leave their sanctuary to investigate the surrounding environs before returning inside, at which point the video resumes it's breakneck pace. Or... it appears to, at least. The cycle of day and night, by this point, seems to have broken. Even with the speed of the time-lapse taken into consideration, it appears there is no longer such a thing as "night", the sky remains a hazy blue through the rest of the video.
Nature reclaims the city. Animals roam what once were streets. The skyscrapers plummet, leaving nothing behind but their ground floors at best. Roads are completely overgrown, asphalt is reduced to rubble, then reduced to dirt, and finally swallowed by a sea of grass.
It is either due to miracle or due to haphazard repair work that the sister's sanctuary - a library, judging from what the the gaping holes in it's walls display - remains mostly intact. Even as nature overtakes the majority of the city the two still make their occasional excursion outdoors, and in contrast to the desolation and ruin around them they remain the same. They themselves are completely unchanged, despite time ravaging everything around them.
Everything, including the local animal populations: for every species that attempts to make a foothold in the area, two more seem to die out and disappear from view. The conclusion from all this isn't too hard to put together: the world, whatever it's name is, is dying. Slowly.
So it continued for a truly absurd amount of time; by the time the first changes other than decay occur all that's left of the once picturesque city is most of the library, and a few scattered buildings, none higher than a story or two, and none anywhere close to being fully intact.
And then people finally appeared once again, as if out of thin air. Humans who were not the sisters. They reclaimed the land to an extent, shearing the growth away and housing themselves in the shells of the old buildings, repairing them to better suit their needs. A rudimentary existence; mere subsistence compared to that which had come before it, but civilization had still returned.
And the two sisters continued to watch over the land, dutifully, as generations of humans lived, and died. And still they remained unchanged.]
[Not long after the imagery ceases, Devola, apparently having found her phone on and broadcasting, speaks up, her tone flat.]
Well that was great to see again... I might as well ask since this thing's on already. Had anyone heard of any kind of "Velvet Room" before that shared dream or whatever you'd want to call it?
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Devola? I know you had said your world had some problems, but I hadn't expected anything that bad.
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Makes it feel even more like I shouldn't be here, I guess.
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As for your second point, that's a tough one to answer. It seems like everyone that's been brought here has something odd going on in their lives, but it's not about 'deserving' either.
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Still wish there was some purpose to all this mucking about with shadows and personas and the like.
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[The unspoken part of course being; she's used to her place as a pawn in someone else's game anyway.]
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However I think it more refers to the saying being the add on to 'take everything one at a time' and morphs it into 'everything adds up if you don't sort through it quickly'.
Breaking points are somewhat of a hobby of mine as of late.
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Unless you're talking about that "Jenga" game, in which case I'd ask why I don't get invited to join the fun.
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I've never played Jenga.
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It's alright. It's a game you play on a table; there's a tower of blocks and you take turns removing a block. The person who causes it to fall loses.
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[She's quiet for a moment. That was overwhelming for even her.]
As for the Velvet Room stuff, I'm afraid it doesn't ring a bell. That card they showed us does in a way though.
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"Tarot", if I remember right... Eater was pl-- well, not really playing with 'em. But using them for divinations I guess.
Maybe I should go back to thinking, "that looks fun, maybe I should look into that stuff"?
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Each one of these cards holds a special meaning. I should've picked up on the tarot stuff when that first dream of the Velvet Room was shown.
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Makes me wonder how relevant the Tarot's going to be in the future.