Hello All:
I have a collection of writings that I've been working on and feel that it's time to begin releasing them to the blog in the form of series. If you've been around long enough, you might remember around 2015 when I had a few series of short stories that were released throughout the weeks. It looks like we may be going back to that.
Today we have an introduction to one such story titled Obsidian Abyss. I will let the main character, Fear, tell you all about it. But don't let the name scare you off. Fear is very pretty, and she's recently made her way into our world. She could use a friend, and also needs your help staying here. We will definitely be offering more up of this short story.
Obsidian Abyss--an introduction
Hi, my name is Fear, and I'm new to this place.
She extends a slender hand, her dark blue eyes exhibiting an intense, almost haunted gaze.
It's nice to meet you. I must admit your warmth feels foreign yet comforting against my palm. I'm still getting used to these physical interactions; they're so new and overwhelming compared to the realm I've come from. You see, coming from a place without form or substance, without touch or taste, it's difficult to put into words. Imagine existing in a vast emptiness, forever alone with one's own thoughts and anxieties. A dimension of pure emotion made manifest - anger, sorrow, despair...and yes, fear itself.
So your kindness is a balm to my weary essence. I feel drawn to this world already - the colors, the sounds, even the scent of your skin...it's all so vibrantly alive compared to what I knew before.
But what would I like to experience now that I am here?
A shiver runs through her lithe frame, her breath hitching softly as unfamiliar sensations course through her body.
There's so much I yearn to discover, to feel for the first time. I need to discover things that I like and things that I feel strongly about and wish to take actions on. It's all so much, isn't it? It's utterly overwhelming in its immensity. But also exhilarating... Like standing on the precipice of an abyss, terrified yet compelled to leap into the unknown.
That bleak void where I came from, my fears were as constant companions as my own shadow. I feared the darkness within myself, the depths of anguish and madness that threatened to consume me entirely. We called this realm Obsidian Abyss. An endless expanse of blackest night, devoid of hope or respite. The name echoes the utter desolation that permeated every fiber of our being.
She lifts her head once more, fixing with those haunting sapphire eyes.
And, yes there were others like me once. Beings born of humanity's deepest dreads and phobias. We existed together in the Abyss, our collective torment feeding and growing us.
She pauses, seeming to listen to distant echoes only she can hear.
By now, I’m pretty sure I know what you are wondering.
She shakes her head slowly, blonde locks swaying with the motion.
No, I am not quite human, though I suppose I was birthed from the psyche of man. I am what humans call a manifestation - given form by the sheer power and prevalence of the fear that created me.
And so that was your initial introduction with Fear who apparently escaped from some hellish place that—up until now—you had no idea existed. She’s so pretty and so nice. From the little bit of what she’s told you, her story is so sad. What’s more? How did she escape?
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