Jun. 17th, 2013

justaking: (!!Blank)
[ A gust of wind winds around you, carrying with it the faint strains of a single voice singing a nostalgic hymn. Soon one voice becomes two, then four, then more, and the wind grows stronger with it, tearing off shreds of the world around you in the process. ]

[ The cackle and chatter of ravens echo as they take flight in the wind, cutting the hymn short at a crescendo. All is black with flapping wings and whirling feathers, and then you are left in silence somewhere new. ]

(#hiraeth)

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