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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?