so_dark_a_road: (Feast of Reuniting -- NOT invited)
Curufin, son of Fëanor ([personal profile] so_dark_a_road) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckernet2020-01-09 12:35 am

Video PSA

[ This is the morning of Day 5 of the month of Domino. Curufin is in his cabin, having just awakened from an extremely vivid dream -- by falling out of his bunk and landing on the floor with a THUNK! Sorry about the racket, roomies! He climbs to his feet, and since he slept in his clothes, getting dressed is simple. He pulls on his boots, throws on his jacket, and goes to the ICP. ]

Good morning, all. Hate to bother you, but I've just had yet another prophetic dream.

I thought I was trapped inside a block of ice. Ice walls, ice floor, ice ceiling. I was freezing, and it was hard to start walking through this frozen passageway, but I did. The ice was so clear and transparent that at times it almost seemed. . . not there at all.

I spotted what I assumed was a gap or an exit up ahead, and I stepped towards it. But suddenly the world shook under my feet and the block shuddered and lurched, and I was thrown off my feet and crashed into the walls. It felt like the structure was tumbling, with me in it! The cold struck through my bones like knives every time I hit the ice.

I don't know what this means, but the dreams I had before the last two missions were true visions. I dreamed of goblins and flying wolves and a burning city, and that's what we found. The next time, I dreamed of a volcanic planet that was self-destructing, and that's exactly where we went.

So, I must believe we're going to a very wintery place this time.

I suggest to everybody, get your cold-weather gear together! [ His shoulders shake briefly with silent laughter. ] And bring a flask of vodka or whisky if you can.
sell_tickets: (Friends With The Black)

[personal profile] sell_tickets 2020-02-26 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Witch," he said softly, but with a hint of pride and sadness. "She found a way to separate those with the taint from the rest of us and sent all her glorious dark power into the spell. Every person with the taint, gone. She finished the kill, millions of minds, not even a whisper in the Darkness...." A savage satisfaction in his suddenly fierce blue eyes. "She cleansed all the realms. Even ****. All that was left to the rest of us was to rebuild and repair."
sell_tickets: (Mischief?)

[personal profile] sell_tickets 2020-02-27 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
"We are fortunate to serve her for other reasons as well." Then amusement took over his expression. "Even when she insists we no longer do."
sell_tickets: (Tilted Stage)

[personal profile] sell_tickets 2020-02-29 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Because she's her. She's one of my best friends. She's an honorary cousin or sibling to most of us. She's wonderful. Fun and mischief and healing and comfort and love all rolled into one. She's midnight velvet and music and friendship and love. And she's never wanted to rule. She did it to save us all. She somehow thinks that we've stopped serving."