Riful's Heart.

[dramatispersonae]

[everything goes away.]

[sight, sound, taste, touch, smell - you lose yourself to the nothing that waits through the doorway. do you have a body? a mind? what is such a thing? for a dizzying moment, you might not even be sure you have a "you" to identify these concepts with.]

[then, wrenching and violent, the confusion of the senses pummels itself back inside you like seasoning pounded into raw meat, and you're left, painfully sensate, on an open plain.]

Comments

[amivoringyou]

[it's just going "...what do" at you, like it can't decide whether it wants to gnaw on your leg or be grateful to you]

[badmedicine]

[ looks around to see if there is anything else to explore . . . and is still petting the rabbit ]

[amivoringyou]

[there are several more "pockets" in this cavern ... you can count six in all.]

[badmedicine]

[ taking the bunny with him to the next pocket, then ]

[amivoringyou]

[the next room has a cage covered by cloth inside; something bright glows inside it, its light muffled by the dark cloth.]

[badmedicine]

[ picks up the edge of the cloth and lifts it ]

[amivoringyou]

[there is a bird made of fire - not the Firebird - fluttering its wings at you from within the cage.]

[badmedicine]

[ is there a way to open the cage? ]

[amivoringyou]

[you'd need a key for that]

[and you don't have one '-']

[maybe if you were Goku you could bend the bars of the cage '-']

[badmedicine]

[ but who would want to be Goku? ]

[amivoringyou]

[ i d k ]

[badmedicine]

[ oh well, I will continue on with my rabbit ]

[amivoringyou]

[are you moving further into the pockets or leaving the cave?]