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Posted 2022-05-08 10:24:20 (edited) #741993 Deathlands. The only dark, depressing world with no seasonal changes - the world you found love and life in, but waking up after the death you get met by a cold, dark, monochrome winter night. Everybody sometime goes here, no matter if they were young or old, bad or good, they will be all met by [UNKNOWN]. The place.. You shake your stiffened fur. It's heavy. Have you been given a second chance to continue the life? Chills go down your spine, this is the place you grasped for the last agonizing breath. Faint, dreadful howls are distantly heard, as the misty figure of your loved one passes with a lowered head. Don't go! The day passes.. Why? Can't you just let go of everything and step into eternal peace, without all of these sufferings? You feel like dying twice, the strangling atmosphere... Why not let go? Why not? Please... It must be the worst feeling you've experienced through your ended life. Everything felt just like a moment, and here you are, in this unknown, cold place. You meet this otherworld with a slow pace. Soon, your paw stumbles on a familiar rock. A fade smile.. Your past pack's lands. Past.. You let out a sigh. Time-by-time, other creatures pass. As your gazes meet, both's fur bristles. Their eyes looked like they held no life. Have you met before? You laugh quietly, but with absolutely no humor or happiness. The trees which were intended to bloom, the flowers which lost their mesmerizing colour and sweetness, making everything more of depressing. Paws shaking. Does this have to continue, until a last breath? You felt like if you didn't need oxygen anymore. Basically, you maybe didn't need anything now. A light snow coats your pelt, but no usual warmth spreads through your body. Years passed on. Or were these days, hours, or maybe minutes of silent suffering. Your paws barely lift now, it's getting hard to take a breath. But it wasn't so dreadful to know this like it did in the actual life. You gaze up at the starry sky, the fade glow didn't force you for a smile or a single laugh. Your trembling body falls down to the ground, slowly dissolving into a mist, which later ascended with no point. No point of life, no single hope, as the last sparkle of your remnant disappears. Was that worth it? After all, maybe everything is just an infinite paradox of happiness and grief, life and death. The agony. Surrounded by fog, a dark figure has been emotionlessly, emptily watching the tragedy.	🦜 Birbz 🦜 #58077

Posted 2022-05-08 10:24:20 (edited)

#741993

Deathlands.

The only dark, depressing world with no seasonal changes - the world you found love and life in, but waking up after the death you get met by a cold, dark, monochrome winter night. Everybody sometime goes here, no matter if they were young or old, bad or good, they will be all met by [UNKNOWN].

The place.. You shake your stiffened fur. It's heavy. Have you been given a second chance to continue the life? Chills go down your spine, this is the place you grasped for the last agonizing breath. Faint, dreadful howls are distantly heard, as the misty figure of your loved one passes with a lowered head. Don't go!

The day passes.. Why? Can't you just let go of everything and step into eternal peace, without all of these sufferings? You feel like dying twice, the strangling atmosphere... Why not let go? Why not? Please... It must be the worst feeling you've experienced through your ended life. Everything felt just like a moment, and here you are, in this unknown, cold place.

You meet this otherworld with a slow pace. Soon, your paw stumbles on a familiar rock. A fade smile.. Your past pack's lands. Past.. You let out a sigh. Time-by-time, other creatures pass. As your gazes meet, both's fur bristles. Their eyes looked like they held no life. Have you met before? You laugh quietly, but with absolutely no humor or happiness.

The trees which were intended to bloom, the flowers which lost their mesmerizing colour and sweetness, making everything more of depressing.

Paws shaking. Does this have to continue, until a last breath? You felt like if you didn't need oxygen anymore. Basically, you maybe didn't need anything now.

A light snow coats your pelt, but no usual warmth spreads through your body.

Years passed on. Or were these days, hours, or maybe minutes of silent suffering. Your paws barely lift now, it's getting hard to take a breath. But it wasn't so dreadful to know this like it did in the actual life. You gaze up at the starry sky, the fade glow didn't force you for a smile or a single laugh. Your trembling body falls down to the ground, slowly dissolving into a mist, which later ascended with no point. No point of life, no single hope, as the last sparkle of your remnant disappears. Was that worth it? After all, maybe everything is just an infinite paradox of happiness and grief, life and death. The agony.

Surrounded by fog, a dark figure has been emotionlessly, emptily watching the tragedy.

🦜 Birbz 🦜
#58077

Posted 2022-05-08 11:20:43

#742016

Not everyone who has lived until the agonizing Deathlands time, has suffered to see this creature. An unknown lurker, no single wolf actually defined its identity. The only fade knowledge - is that this is the first wolf that appeared in the Deathlands. Hearing it's howl would instantly bring The Second Death, and looking into their dreadful eyes would send shivers down your spine.

🦜 Birbz 🦜
#58077

Posted 2022-05-08 14:47:09 (edited)

#742089

It had been a long time, years, months, minutes, seconds, who could tell? Was I forced to spend the rest of eternity endlessly wandering the colorless woodlands I once knew and loved as a booming place of adventure, color, and life? As I walked upon the gray leaves, on the gray ground, silence reigned around me. I was the only movement in the seemingly deserted landscape, and yet I was still but a shadow of my former self. My paws made no sound as I padded through the dead woods. I had long since trained my brain to empty itself, so as not to remember the wolves I loved, the home I lived in. I was an empty shell of my once lively self, if I looked in a mirror, I would not recognize what I had become. I had seen every inch of this depressing forest, walked over every leaf. I heard something, my ears hadn't listened for years, and yet I could hear, a noise. I felt no hope, I had given up on that a long time ago. In front of me, a shadowy being howled, it's chilling sound barely phasing my still body. Only my ears twitched as I felt a slight shiver run through my otherwise statue-like fur. The monster eyes seemed to pierce through my lifeless body. My paws slowly turned to mist, I looked down to see my legs start to dissipate into the monochrome forest. For the first time in a long time, I started to feel uneasy. Emotions had been shoved out of my brain for what I thought was for good, but a sense of fear started to creep up on me as my chest began to disappear. I felt a choking sensation as I started to panic. Before long, I was gone. No more then mist in the air.

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