Wandering Bard of Esoterica
Delveing Deep into the Dark Night,
Of an unnamed Fox's Soul.
Shall we Sojourn in Sonder?
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(Demi⚣) {42}🔞
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Two Immortal beings,
One a simple Fox,
And a Bard in Raven's garb.
Cursed with Eldritch knowledge,
Both exiled by Fae Bureaucracy,
To roam the Stars Forevermore.
They pass the time with museings,
Of human conditions (oh so confusing)
That oft grow in a Deep Forest's core..
Such a thing about the whole process confused him..
🌳🐄🏕
🚜🏔🌪
⚗️🧬🔬
🐄🧬🐄
🚰💱🪤
🍓🎪🍅
🏞🧬🍌
🛖🎑🐺
🦄🧬🐉
🎡💿⚙️
🏹☢️📡
🥶🧑🍳🧝♀️
🚱🚳🚷
💎🪙💰
🍝🍨🍫
....
🫐🥛🧊?
"Just eat the cold fruit?"
Such a thing about the whole process confused him..
🌳🐄🏕
🚜🏔🌪
⚗️🧬🔬
🐄🧬🐄
🚰💱🪤
🍓🎪🍅
🏞🧬🍌
🛖🎑🐺
🦄🧬🐉
🎡💿⚙️
🏹☢️📡
🥶🧑🍳🧝♀️
🚱🚳🚷
💎🪙💰
🍝🍨🍫
....
🫐🥛🧊?
"Just eat the cold fruit?"
Decorated by strange red & white objects, peirced by sticks.
Odd creatures with giant eyes and tiny wings.
He gazes into dreamscapes and lifetimes for context.
But only finds more confusion.
Many sights of mating, but also many sights of a strange sadness...
Decorated by strange red & white objects, peirced by sticks.
Odd creatures with giant eyes and tiny wings.
He gazes into dreamscapes and lifetimes for context.
But only finds more confusion.
Many sights of mating, but also many sights of a strange sadness...
They are both female, equal age in mid Adult range.
They have a tone of voice that suggests great frustration and emotional fatigue.
He focuses his ears toward them, an begins to eavesdrop.
"I swear, I'm gonna do it."
They are both female, equal age in mid Adult range.
They have a tone of voice that suggests great frustration and emotional fatigue.
He focuses his ears toward them, an begins to eavesdrop.
"I swear, I'm gonna do it."
A young adult male, and a bulgier one with similar facial features, albeit more gray fur.
They appear to be laughing one moment, an crying the next.
As The Fox gazes into their Dream Realm, he sees they are speaking of their shared past.
A young adult male, and a bulgier one with similar facial features, albeit more gray fur.
They appear to be laughing one moment, an crying the next.
As The Fox gazes into their Dream Realm, he sees they are speaking of their shared past.
The Fox tilts his head at him, an floods his mind with images as he attempts to understand the question posed.
🌍🌎🌏
🗻🏔⛰️🌋🗻
🏕🛖🏠🏚🏡🏘⛪️🏰
🌄🌆🌇🌁🏙🌅🌉🌃
❄️🌫🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕☀️⛅️🌤🌦⛈️🌖🌗🌘🌙
🎆🎉🎈🎑🤿🎣🎏🎍🎋🏉🏈🥋🎁🎃🪁🥎⚾️🎄⛸️
🪃🧹🏹🗡⚔️🚽🧻🪠⚒️⛏️🛠🪓🪚⛓️🔧🪛🔬🔭📡💉🛒🛋🛏🛁⚰️🪦🛗
The Fox tilts his head at him, an floods his mind with images as he attempts to understand the question posed.
🌍🌎🌏
🗻🏔⛰️🌋🗻
🏕🛖🏠🏚🏡🏘⛪️🏰
🌄🌆🌇🌁🏙🌅🌉🌃
❄️🌫🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕☀️⛅️🌤🌦⛈️🌖🌗🌘🌙
🎆🎉🎈🎑🤿🎣🎏🎍🎋🏉🏈🥋🎁🎃🪁🥎⚾️🎄⛸️
🪃🧹🏹🗡⚔️🚽🧻🪠⚒️⛏️🛠🪓🪚⛓️🔧🪛🔬🔭📡💉🛒🛋🛏🛁⚰️🪦🛗
A sea of potentiations, now ebb away into foam, becoming hard sandstone of static unchangeable expectations..
Collapsing waves into named binary shapes of conformity.
A sea of potentiations, now ebb away into foam, becoming hard sandstone of static unchangeable expectations..
Collapsing waves into named binary shapes of conformity.
It seems a bit disorganized,
With a melody that shifts & ebbs.
Like a shadow of a thought,
Or smoke in a wake;
Of somthing that once mustve been there,
But only echoes of its prior displacement remains,
Until it fades into another tune,
Equaly ephemereal.
It seems a bit disorganized,
With a melody that shifts & ebbs.
Like a shadow of a thought,
Or smoke in a wake;
Of somthing that once mustve been there,
But only echoes of its prior displacement remains,
Until it fades into another tune,
Equaly ephemereal.
"It involved time & dimensional travel, a heartbroken father, cyborgs, robots, an what Theseus is left of 'a soul'"..
The Fox blinks with a tilted stare.
"i'll explain.."
"It involved time & dimensional travel, a heartbroken father, cyborgs, robots, an what Theseus is left of 'a soul'"..
The Fox blinks with a tilted stare.
"i'll explain.."
His focus is drawn toward a Denizen in a far booth in the front.
Who appeared to be sitting in silence, reading a book in peace,
But is now being accosted by a biligerant Denizen over a trivial matter..
"Excuse me." The Bard walks off.
His focus is drawn toward a Denizen in a far booth in the front.
Who appeared to be sitting in silence, reading a book in peace,
But is now being accosted by a biligerant Denizen over a trivial matter..
"Excuse me." The Bard walks off.
He chitters wildly as he projects additional scenarios into The Bards mind.
He nods softly as he watches them play out,
Eyes flickering shades of ghostly blue, until he speaks up.
"They still die."
The Fox shreiks, flinging a plate at him.
He chitters wildly as he projects additional scenarios into The Bards mind.
He nods softly as he watches them play out,
Eyes flickering shades of ghostly blue, until he speaks up.
"They still die."
The Fox shreiks, flinging a plate at him.
"Have you done much with T.E.P yet?" He says in a casual tone, suggesting it is or will be a usual occurance.
The Fox, having only recently been freed of the bottle, looks at him confused, head tilted an ears flickerd.
"i'll explain.."
"Have you done much with T.E.P yet?" He says in a casual tone, suggesting it is or will be a usual occurance.
The Fox, having only recently been freed of the bottle, looks at him confused, head tilted an ears flickerd.
"i'll explain.."
He seen him order the same meal, at every establishment like this.
Despite being able to make or purchase a wide range of foods.
He tilts his head in curosity, wondering why the strange consistancy.
"Spite and Nostalgia..." The Bard replies..
He seen him order the same meal, at every establishment like this.
Despite being able to make or purchase a wide range of foods.
He tilts his head in curosity, wondering why the strange consistancy.
"Spite and Nostalgia..." The Bard replies..
Amongst an era Wrought in Ire.
An those whom once preyed on Young,
Shall fall into Pillory to Suffer in Sun.
As Worldlands battle their Final Feuds,
Under Starlight of Falling Hues.
Echo in Silence,
A Truth be Known,
Oh how they will wish,
They had sooner Grown...🐦⬛
Amongst an era Wrought in Ire.
An those whom once preyed on Young,
Shall fall into Pillory to Suffer in Sun.
As Worldlands battle their Final Feuds,
Under Starlight of Falling Hues.
Echo in Silence,
A Truth be Known,
Oh how they will wish,
They had sooner Grown...🐦⬛
As he gazes at the odd box of colored lights & sound.
It Depicts a set of Denizens,
Escalating their tone in Anger & Defensiveness.
Morality of one's vocalized Observation;
Responding then Subjigation & Submission;
Over a matter as simple as Addition and Multiplication?
As he gazes at the odd box of colored lights & sound.
It Depicts a set of Denizens,
Escalating their tone in Anger & Defensiveness.
Morality of one's vocalized Observation;
Responding then Subjigation & Submission;
Over a matter as simple as Addition and Multiplication?
"Do you believe a god is permitted to be depressed?
How about lesser gods?
Like Kitsune, Jhinn, Butlers, Caretakers, & Parents?"
The Fox shifts his ears in focus,
Away from the mother & her fussy child two booths over,
And points them forward.
"Do you believe a god is permitted to be depressed?
How about lesser gods?
Like Kitsune, Jhinn, Butlers, Caretakers, & Parents?"
The Fox shifts his ears in focus,
Away from the mother & her fussy child two booths over,
And points them forward.
The Fox chitters in a curious tone.
"Oliver? No.. hes not my designated 'Reap'..
Hes a psuedo immortal directly linked to me,
So once my job completes, we both go together."
The Fox chitters in a curious tone.
"Oliver? No.. hes not my designated 'Reap'..
Hes a psuedo immortal directly linked to me,
So once my job completes, we both go together."
"Hey, are you the one who did this?" A semi gruff toned Otter, in a slightly dishelved outfit.
He places down the Enchanted Sake bowl that was prior given to the waitress.
The Bard nods.
"Hey, are you the one who did this?" A semi gruff toned Otter, in a slightly dishelved outfit.
He places down the Enchanted Sake bowl that was prior given to the waitress.
The Bard nods.
"Thats the funny thing about it, innit?"
The Fox looks up, with a fry dangling from his mouth like a cigerete. He flicks his ears in curiosuty.
"Can one know freedom, without having known containment?" He sips, watching the Dots swirl in steam..
"Thats the funny thing about it, innit?"
The Fox looks up, with a fry dangling from his mouth like a cigerete. He flicks his ears in curiosuty.
"Can one know freedom, without having known containment?" He sips, watching the Dots swirl in steam..
"Get yer head out of there already..." the Bard exasperatedly barks at hus compainion.
The Fox gurgles again.
"The expression is not meant to be literal. And you can't even drown, anyway."
The Fox lifts his head from the bowl, the Bard begins to laugh.
"Get yer head out of there already..." the Bard exasperatedly barks at hus compainion.
The Fox gurgles again.
"The expression is not meant to be literal. And you can't even drown, anyway."
The Fox lifts his head from the bowl, the Bard begins to laugh.
Got us trapt'd in Phanforaes 🏚Shack?
In search of Shiny Star🌟Light.
And got Sum,☯️'marily Stuck there.
No Exit 🗝 in sight.
Till we tried an Eldritch 🛸hack,
To walk Bet🪡weEn walls.
By Hop🪽eing 0n a Thought,
⚛️f 's○mth¡ng n○t' there🧊"
The 🦊 n●ds.
youtu.be/gF3ftBwBlZs?...
Got us trapt'd in Phanforaes 🏚Shack?
In search of Shiny Star🌟Light.
And got Sum,☯️'marily Stuck there.
No Exit 🗝 in sight.
Till we tried an Eldritch 🛸hack,
To walk Bet🪡weEn walls.
By Hop🪽eing 0n a Thought,
⚛️f 's○mth¡ng n○t' there🧊"
The 🦊 n●ds.
youtu.be/gF3ftBwBlZs?...
Again..
And again...
"They can't hear you..." the Bard mumbles, rubbing his temples as he stares into a glass of water on the table. "The Food wont arrive any faster by complaining like that..."
The Fox continues to shriek for a while, until it registers what was said...
Again..
And again...
"They can't hear you..." the Bard mumbles, rubbing his temples as he stares into a glass of water on the table. "The Food wont arrive any faster by complaining like that..."
The Fox continues to shriek for a while, until it registers what was said...
"Oh, not all relationships are goo gooeyed romantic, like the Blue an Green over there.
Some are an will remain a bit combative."
"Oh, not all relationships are goo gooeyed romantic, like the Blue an Green over there.
Some are an will remain a bit combative."
An does a small happy dance in his seat.
"Guess what finaly arrived after months of bouncing around Denmark?"
He asks his companion.
The Fox warbles.
"No, but thats close." He replies, as he spins his device around to show the Fox.
Whom wags his tail.
An does a small happy dance in his seat.
"Guess what finaly arrived after months of bouncing around Denmark?"
He asks his companion.
The Fox warbles.
"No, but thats close." He replies, as he spins his device around to show the Fox.
Whom wags his tail.
As he awaits his meal,
Listening to nearby music,
On how one must be free to feel.
youtube.com/shorts/vJFV3...
As he awaits his meal,
Listening to nearby music,
On how one must be free to feel.
youtube.com/shorts/vJFV3...