Black Mist - Introduction by akumatenshinu, literature
Literature
Black Mist - Introduction
For hundreds, even thousands, of years humankind has feared the unknown and unexplainable, seeing it as a threat to their existence. In order to gain control over the threat by finding an explanation for it – at least this was what they believed they did – they have called the unknown “god” or “the gods” and made them accountable for the unexplainable and the things humans had no influence on. For it is easier to imagine something simply as humanoid than putting it in abstract thoughts. This process, however, doesn’t pacify the fear but rather shapes it and directs it to the gods as an authority. Sinc
Black Mist - Introduction by akumatenshinu, literature
Literature
Black Mist - Introduction
For hundreds, even thousands, of years humankind has feared the unknown and unexplainable, seeing it as a threat to their existence. In order to gain control over the threat by finding an explanation for it – at least this was what they believed they did – they have called the unknown “god” or “the gods” and made them accountable for the unexplainable and the things humans had no influence on. For it is easier to imagine something simply as humanoid than putting it in abstract thoughts. This process, however, doesn’t pacify the fear but rather shapes it and directs it to the gods as an authority. Sinc
Everyone's claustrophobic.
Different people react with varying degrees of intensity, but no one is truly immune to being enclosed. It is the human spirit that drives it; freedom, liberty, control and power; these are the desires that propel people to action, the desires to take flight, to flap ones arms knowing that one's fingertips won't brush any boundaries, to think forward in time and know with clockwork precision what plans you have for tomorrow; and when these things are out of reach then frustration and terror overtakes the soul.
The enclosures that steal these things need not be iron grips. One need not be ensnared in straight
Korri’s eyes traveled over Dee’s face. She asked softly, “What?” Her mind spilled over with his words like a swollen river as she struggled to make sense of them.
Dee laid out a hand. “I was born female. My aunt is Cerys Newid, our boss.”
Korri’s mouth dipped open. Confusion reigned in her thoughts as she slowly shook her head. “What…why…how?”
Dee shrugged. “I have a means of remaining male while I work, which Cerys provided me.”
All the air seeped out of Korri’s words. Shaking her head, she asked, “Why…are you telling me all this?”
Dee