Thread: Un-forbidding the Land {Wander x Echoplex}

Ueeenngghh! The sound thundered within the great temple of Dormin as Agro bit onto the sleeve of The Princes tunic and tugged him on, luring him forth towards the rear entrance into the temple, the one that arose from high above the spiralling staircase. During his initial days within the temple which had now become his permanent abode, he made several excursions within every depths of the temple, exploring all uncharted territories. It was at that moment that he had discovered the spiralling staircase which led upwards into the temple on and on and on. After a strenuous ascent, the Prince had finally discovered an exit. Very slowly, he had pushed. Mono was standing behind him wordlessly like a ghost as always. She had never spoken a single word and The Prince had assumed that she was probably dumb what other reason could be to a person not even making an attempt to converse? Language barriers can exist, but even with them, she would have made indiscernible sounds. But around Mono, the only experience one could experience was silence and communication through means of gestures and tacit understanding. Upon opening the door, the Prince had witnessed the presence of a bridge. A way out! There is a way out of this cursed land! Exclaimed he with absolute zeal. Thou shalt not escape our realm so easily! The words echoed within his unconscious awareness as if he was speaking to himself. You again? I told you, I will not do your bidding. I am not a murderer and that innocent creature was trying to survive. I still feel guilty about it. I will not kill more for you. The Prince exclaimed to himself. He could see the expression of bewilderment on Monos face upon T he Princes abrupt soliloquy. It is a very long story, I will explain it you someday. He assured the young woman, whose pale wrist he had firmly gripped within his darker palm. She nodded in approval and then as they went forward upon the bridge, the Prince groaned in dismay to witness that it had already been broken mid way. During that particular moment the Prince could swear he heard a very malicious laughter echoing within his psyche. I hate you, Dormin. He muttered and shook his head in disgust. This time when he turned to Mono, she did not appear flummoxed and merely grinned with reassurance as if she could fathom his pain. But the Prince knew that she could not understand, nobody could not her who was absolutely dumb, not the horse who was again dumb, not even the child, who had not yet learnt to speak. The Prince found himself lamenting the fact that he coveted human interaction for years and when he found it, he once again felt absolutely lonely. He wondered whether this was a joke that the Gods intended to play upon him. We are the only God in this land! The words echoed in his mind as if in antiphon to his thoughts. GET OUT OF MY HEAD! He screamed as Mono winched and recoiled, letting go of his hand and the young horned boy awoke suddenly at the sound and began to cry. The Prince always wondered why the boy had horns, but he realised that he would not get an answer from Mono and considering how this land portrayed signs of queer happenings, the horns on this boys head were quite trivial. When they were upon the spiral staircase, The Prince heard the voice of men.... MEN! and in this arid land! Hello? He called out inquiringly. Someone lives here? The voice called out and The Prince could notice an air of bewilderment within their calling. Yes, it is a man, a woman, an infant, and a horse. We have been stranded on this land with no means of escape. Retorted The Prince, his voice now displaying eminent relief upon finally having spoken to a person after what appeared to him to be centuries. Presently, The Prince observed a whole group of men ascend down the spiral staircase. He could not believe his own eyes. There were PEOPLE! So many of them! The Prince thought he must be dreaming, that he would wake up from this paradise only to realise that he was still alone within the arid land not even having met this mute girl he had come to call sister. But the moment of anticipation had come and passed and the people were still there. How did your entire family come here? Asked one of the men who appeared to be some form of sentry to the group, standing at the front. Family? Oh no! I had been... The prince paused between his retort he could not tell them the truth, they too might condemn him like his people and family did. I was with a group of people and we were travelling over a cliff. I fell from it and the next thing I remember, I was in this land. This girl with me, I found her residing in the temple with this boy and horse. She is a mute so I never got to know what the relationship between her and the boy is and the horse probably belongs to her because it was friendly with her. We have been living here for I dont know how long. Why are you in the Forbidden Land? I am sure you are aware that it is cursed... Then as he was speaking, The Prince stopped between his words. There, within the entire group of people he saw a ghost. How can this be...? He wondered. She looks exactly like...But how? She is supposed to be dead. This land truly is accursed. I am seeing the dead rise back to life. How is this possible? Sweat coursed down his forehead along with an intense sense of fear coupled with emotions long lost, now suddenly triggered by memory as well as an immense desire the moment his eyes witnessed the long black mane of hair, ginger eyes, and the same perfection of beauty.... It was her!