wisdominshadows: Zelda in three-quarter profile (forty two)
Princess Zelda | Sheik ([personal profile] wisdominshadows) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckernet2021-09-10 03:51 pm

Early Nebula 5 | Audio

I suppose at this point it’s ridiculous to make announcements; those kind-abiding here can guess there’ll be a mission in a day or two without visions from the void to herald it.

To anyone who would like some small warning of what may come, I am currently setting up an illusion in the quiet carriage of what I saw last night. Anyone whose dreams contained other details to add is welcome to do so, or to ask me if they cannot.

[A pause, while she considers what else she might add]

Otherwise, I hope you rest well while we still can.

[Anyone who takes her up on the offer will find her sitting on a bench, a view of floating islands in the distance projected upon the walls. She’s humming to herself quietly, but as you stay longer the crash of thunder begins to overpower the sound]
so_dark_a_road: (in a more honorable light)

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[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2021-09-10 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll come and view your illusion in a few minutes, or when you have it set up. I'd like to see exactly what you saw.

Meanwhile, here's a verbal description of what I dreamed.

I couldn't see the world at first, but I could feel the wind on my face. The whole environment felt calm, though I could not see it in the minute the vision began. And then something flew past me, a bird or some winged thing. I turned my head to see it, and a sky came into my view. It was a sky full of clouds and floating islands. Something was coming at me from that horizon.

I couldn't see it clearly, but suddenly there was thunder, and that approaching whatever-it-was turned red. The thunder grew louder and louder, and I began to feel great anxiety. The red deluged me and anything that was around me, and I might have screamed. And then there was a deep, low-frequency sound, and after that, nothing.

This is sounding very much like a disaster mission to me!

[ Curufin takes her up on her offer and comes to the Quiet Carriage, sits down beside Zelda, and watches the projected vision. ]
Edited 2021-09-10 21:21 (UTC)
so_dark_a_road: (green army jacket)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2021-09-18 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
It seems so. And that's happened before, that our visions have been very similar.

[ It would indeed be odd if members of the same team were getting different visions, or visions so dissimilar that they weren't useful. He continues to view the projected vision on the wall, matching it with what he dreamed. ]

I guess you're right. We've had adverse events in all of our missions, even if those events were't outright disasters.
so_dark_a_road: (these are my brass knuckles)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2021-09-23 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
What was it about that matter back in Horseshoe that reminds you of this current vision?

[ He gives her a slightly humorous look back. It does strike him that the train names the months in odd ways. ]

I, too, look for connections, and I'm not surprised that you do. It would be good if we could make some sense of things. Shouldn't there be connections? Events can't be completely random, can they?
so_dark_a_road: (they came in the dead of winter)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2021-09-24 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
The winds, the islands, the beating of wings, oh yes.

[ He nods, too. ]

Sometimes connections, sometimes not. But what about the really cosmic connections? There are other Voidcraft traveling the multiverse, and of course there is the Ministry of Void Travel and their communication systems. And the rogue craft like Anan's, looking for ways to help. And the Voidtrecker Express, for that matter. And the monsters that jump from one universe to another, like those dark cloudlike beings that eat worlds, and that probably ate the train's world. I'm guessing that it is not coincidence that some worlds have the same problems.

[ Who doesn't whine about the size of the sandbox when it is so confusing and such a mystery? At least, people who think about such things worry about them. ]