4 Works by RandomCommentor
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He was gone. What was the point?
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And then the tar below Owen splits, like a mouth, like the parting of waves, tunnels down and down and down and down and… is that… light?__
A post-canon revival story, and a long winded answer to the question ‘what would it take to get better?’
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Legundo couldn’t get out of bed. Owen helps.
This is a semi-canon scene that takes place some time in the future of an Oakhurst-revival plotline. It can be read on it's own.
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Deep in the center of everything, there is a mind.
It pulls the world into being a pliable, gentle thing—into a home. The mind wills it so, and it is such.
Somewhere in the world, there is a person, or sometimes two, who thrives in the world’s gentle light. The mind in the center of everything loves them both, dearly. So much.
But before them, it loved another.
Somewhere in the center of nothing is a spirit. It’s being is scrapped so deeply, so violently, into the nothing it cannot help but be something. It has forgotten its name, but it is too much itself to die.
"Are you really giving me a choice right now, or are you trying to convince me so you feel less like you are eating me alive?"
Some sardonic snarl of twigs grows between them "Well, for what it's worth, I'm sorry too" -
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The glass in my hands shatters, the liquid-like potion rolls over my form, and I feel… very… very… Heavy? I’m standing now, not floating. Potions? Affecting me? “Peculiar.”
Something within the house moves. And when I raise my eyes to it, all I see is a blur of green.
And all I feel is an axe blade slamming into my chest.
I stagger back, just a smidge, and laugh, golden ichor cloging my breath. “Really? You want to fight god now, little mimic? How sweet! How novel!” I raise a hand, a trident fit for my power created at whim. A grin stretches from behind my mask to widen around my head. Oh, to kill on an even battleground, how fun. “On guard!”Or: Dream escapes early and launches his own apocalypse.
(Non-dreamSMP viewer friendly!)