Shifting Tides PV Closed

Backdated to the night of the Fall Ball

Reducio

Mikael blinked slowly as he stared over at the ethereal being that glowered him down from afar. The woods were dark and the cold air permeated around them. Turning away briefly he looked up at the trees. The sound of rustling filled his ears as if the branches were moving in the breeze, but yet the branches he was looking at were frozen still. Not one leaf shifted despite the sounds of rusting continued. As if someone was holding them tightly. Mikael's brows furrowed slightly before turning back to the being that had plagued his dreams since the death of his Mother. "Did you do that?" he asked. Silence stretched between the two of them. A familiar position they would find themselves in once again. The being staring him down silently while he could do nothing but stare back.

Ẃ̶̨̭͖h̶̫̯͐a̷̠̎t̴̙͎̩̽ ̵̄͆̚͘͜w̶̥̝̒̈́o̸̩̰̦͙̊̉̕u̶̘̬͊͛̂̓l̸͙͋͋d̷̛̦̙̫̼͐̂͐ ̷̠̞́̚͝y̸̤̽̎͛̚o̶̽͜ṳ̵̤̈́̄̑ ̶̡͊̾d̴͖̈́͜ờ̴̢̧̱?̷̥̎͌̄͜.

The boy blinked slowly uncertainty pulling at his features. This was far beyond the realm of normality that he was used to. “You talk?” he asked blandly. Unable to focus on anything else other than the fact that the thing he thought previously could not talk could now talk. The being seemed vaguely amused despite the fact the only thing he could see was its eyes in a dark void. So focused he did not comprehend the being's question.

D̷̨̔̾̏̾o̵̖̤̹̔̉ ̷̗̔̉y̴͉̪̰͂̌o̸͇̤̫̼̍̆͘u̴̩̺̻͐ ̷̞̻̞͆̓̌t̷͙̣͖̑̔h̸̹̳͙̼́͠ỉ̸̬̔̀̇n̶̞̎̂̉ͅk̷̤̞͍͈͂̃ ̷͔̈́̏̀̀t̵̼̤̾͂̄ͅẖ̴̣̟̘̂̉a̷̦͒̈́͌ṫ̴̰͕̪͕̒̚ ̵̧̮̯̋̽͆́g̷̥̥͋̂ó̸̦̱̺͎͒d̵̺̓ ̷̯̄í̷̧̮͎̑̾͛s̷̗̋̉͌͗ ̴̞̓̓̇m̵̯̤̆ư̸̧̫͓͈t̴͙͎́ḙ̸̛͋͜ͅ?̵̨͊

Mikael swallowed thickly before shrugging vaguely at the question. “No of course not, it’s just you’ve never talked to me before. Why now?” he asked a budding feeling of something indistinguishable grew in his chest. The boy’s brows furrowed slightly as he wondered if the being would allow him to step closer. Like a child curious about something beyond their understanding. Yet, he knew better than to do such a thing. Lest he wanted to upset the being.

I̴̲͂n̵̖͕̮̊͂̀a̶̫͌̽͋b̶̗͝ỉ̴̖̯͇̦̾l̷̰͙͉̉̓̋̀͜i̶̢̞̳̯̎̆͘͘t̷̩͈͙͙̽ỵ̶̨̣̏ ̶̦̝͎̇͊ẗ̷̡̫́o̷̝̪̩̭̔̿̇̑ ̶̲͉̍̽̿ĉ̷̨̤̃͠ͅó̶͔m̸̳̹͝p̴͎̫̠̎̉̚ŕ̸̮̣é̵͎̆͋̽h̶̟̖́̂̍ę̶̭̯̉n̴̥̹͗d̴͈̦̏́̃̚ ̴̯̝́̚i̴̲̻̽̓͘s̴̟̺͑̀̕ ̸̱̆͐͆ń̷͍͑ȯ̷͎̤͂ẗ̸̳̬́̾̋͠ͅͅ ̵͎̖͌͌͑̎ą̷̱͙͉́͘̚ ̷̧͈͈͚̇̚g̴͇͇̘̠̽͘o̶̩͉̥̓̿̄͊o̸̜̥͎̟̓d̴̝͕͖͑̾̚ͅ ̶̝̠̗͇͑͛ľ̸̦͍͇͂ö̸̳ơ̵͉̟̈́̒k̷͙͈͒̀ ̵̢̮͇͚͆o̴͚̙̼͆n̷͇͇͂ ̴̯̦̗̆ý̴̟̰ộ̷̼̳u̸̥̯̬̾ ̵̟̎M̸̟͐͗i̷̛͇̋̆k̸̯͚̇͋e̸̬͈̳̓͗l̸̤̠͛̋͛ ̷̪̽

T̶͉̺̆̀̈́͗h̵̢͉̻̬͆e̵̛̻̔̊ ̸́̿ͅǫ̶͖͇͋̓́n̶̩͓̍ě̶̙̒͗̚ ̸̧̘̫͑͂w̶̝̎̅̈́h̷̡͛͗͜o̴̡̡̜̗̅̏̈ ̶̨̗̦͂r̵͔̘̓e̵͕͌ś̵̲͔̙̞e̵͖͎̼͉͑̉m̶̦͇̆̀͘ḇ̶̌̕l̸͉̻͔̪̈́̈̽̑e̷̬͌̈́s̷̛͖̻͎̣̎͝ ̴̨̦͒̇̈́̎ģ̶̱́͆͗ǫ̵̹̀̊́d̵͍̃̋̃͝,̴̟͆ ̸͕̜̩̔̆̅̾á̶̼̖n̷̩͎͔̅͑̑͜d̵͈́ ̸̯̱͝͝y̶̧̹͍̿͛́e̶̮͆̂̽͘t̴̨̰̂̆ ̵̱̑͂ẙ̷̬̘̬̈͗o̷̤͋͊u̶̺̤͉̓̔̓ ̷̛̠̜̩̜̾͘s̶̝͉̺̤̄͐̎ẗ̸̜̙́̆͘̕ǐ̶̩̭͍̑̑͘l̸̠̰̭̑͝͝l̴̻͝ͅ ̷̪͍͎͈̃̽̌̕h̵̛̼͐ͅo̴͓̍̂͘͝ļ̷̝͖̾d̵̟̹̯͍̑̐͐̉ ̵̢̝̿͌̈͋n̶̼̫̒͒̑̈́ö̵̮̈́͐̏ ̸͈̤̼̿̾̉͐ṳ̷̝͛̂̕ń̸̛̥͠d̴̗̞̗̼͑̽ẻ̵̯r̶̨̖̓̒̇̕s̴̘̘̭͍̏t̷̛̳͌̃͝ä̵̡̧̗̻́͌n̶̰̥̘̭̈d̷͕̻͙̔̄͆̅ì̸̻̥̻̃͝n̴͈̥̖̈́̕g̸̣̠̟͒͊͜͠ ̷̧̪̼͓͒͊o̵̻̅́̍̓f̷̙̼̈̑̚ ̶̭̜̞̑̓͗ͅy̶̮̺̦̹̏́͂ó̵̹̜͍̋û̸̪͔̝r̶̹̬̣̀ ̵̭̌̚͝p̸̛̛͇̪̓͐ư̵͕͕͒͐͜ȑ̸̡̦͚͖̈́p̶̡͙̗̥̌̇̄̚ọ̶̱̲̋s̵͈̳̞͎̈́͂̑̆ȩ̷̩͋͗͒.̸͚͗̒̈̇ ̴̦̅̾̎͝Ḭ̷͑̃́f̴̰͉̦͍̏͠ ̸̟͌̕I̶̥̙͔̅͐̈̉ ̴̡̯̭̭̐̚w̵̥̠̏e̵̪͉̒͗̆r̶͎̫̻̈́ë̸̗̼̍ ̸̛͈̺͔̄̀t̴̲̫̉̍o̶̡̠͐̈̊͝ ̵͎͇͈̂̊͒ţ̵̲͈̲̂͋̅̚e̷̙̹̥̍l̴̠͉̙̔͌̂͛ḽ̸͋̊̕ ̶̮̎̉̏̈y̷͔̥̌̍̉ỡ̴̝͠u̴̲̳͒͛ ̸̭̱̘̋͒͛w̸͔͒o̵̢̰̥̻͆͗͝ú̶͍̣̈̽̂l̴̡̮͆̓͂̚d̴̨͍͗̾͑ ̷͉̼̩̟̍̈́y̸̡̺̭͋̈́̔ò̷͈̫͙͝ǔ̵̹͖̈́ ̷̛̆̈́ͅb̶̡̙̝͖̉ẹ̸̖̣̖̾l̴͍̦̠̀̄̀i̶͚̜͆̋̓̀ē̵͓̼͓̪̔̾ṽ̶͍̥̦ȅ̷͎͕͕ ̸̢̜͆̓̄̏m̴̡͉̤̈́̽͋̀e̸̲͉̓̀͝͝?̶̧̜̭̣̈̇́͠ ̷̪̽

Mikael swallowed thickly unsure what to say his mouth felt eerily dry. Feeling like a child being scolded over anything else. The boy shifted slightly and the being’s eyes snapped quickly to the movement. It felt as if its eyes were burning a hole into his skin. Lighting him alight with its mere mind. A show of power that brought a sense of fear deep within his heart. Mikael gritted his teeth grunting as he shielded his eyes slightly in an attempt to hide from the watchful eyes. “Of course, I would believe you.” he quickly spoke trying to console the creature before him. The boy peeked an eye out between his fingers to watch the creature. A childish feeling overcame him at his actions, and yet he refused to stop. "What do you want from me?" he asked quickly and breathlessly.


P̸̜͒́͛͋͗͘̚ǫ̸̛̦̭̤̙͎͂͑̇̿͜o̷̘̙̬͖̤̙͙̭͑̃͋̇̕̕͝r̶̨͈̱͚͎̬̩͉̮̖̘̤͎̄̈́̿̓̒̆̕͠ ̵̨̢̨̢̬̦̠͉̝͖͇̘̭̈̿̑̓ͅM̵̛̮̠̙̼̼͐͌̍͗͛́̎̋̚͜ͅȋ̸͕̗̜̦̓͆̄̀̐̐͑̌́̔͆͠͝k̶̼͆̏̋̾̂ė̴͍̝̠͈̰̘̲̲̠̯͕͍͕̤̘ļ̴̢̺̠̯͔̜̩̮̤̞̦̖̋̒̓̌̔͌͊̈́͌̋͂͠.̶̢̰̠̦̱͕͚̭̲͙̗̒̓̿͗̈͠.̴̨̱̺͕̑̐͌́͛̋̽͛͋͝S̶̡̬̪̈́̈́͒̚͘͜o̴̙͕̲̭̠̅́̈́͂̈́͆̿͜ͅ ̸̨̻̻̩̞́́͒̃͛̊e̴͈̻͍̺̐͂̽͊̋̚á̴̛̺͖̠̙̣̖͎͑̕͝͝s̸͉͊̑͜i̷̡̥̰̙̔͗̉͂̊͝ḷ̵̨̈́͜͝ͅy̶̩͒͊͠ ̸͇͒̍s̴̡̙̳̙̫̘̽͌̐̀̀͠w̶͇̼͋͒͊̍̓̌̾a̷͔̯̰̬̻̩͇̓͝y̷̟͎͖̦͔͛̏̍͘e̴̤̟̖̟̽̾̈́̐͜ͅḑ̴̹̜͎̣̰̌̊̽̓͆̔͜ ̸̥̻̳̮̳̾̉͘b̷̬͍͕̘̞̠̂͗͗y̵͍̏̍̉̊̏̽͝ ̷̖̄̀̀̎̈́̈͝t̶̻̫̣̼̤̘̦̑̏ḩ̷̱̈́̓͘͘͠ȩ̴̛̖͕̌͐͗͘͠͝ͅ ̵̱̙͚̹͇̭̓͛̉͜l̵̲̀i̴̗̲̦͆̄̏͝à̷̢̭̤͉̩̝r̴͕̱̖͗s̵̨̛̪̝̰̬̻̐́̽̔̈́̌͜ ̷̼͔̫͈͜͠ạ̴̣̗͉̼̽͗͜n̸̡̻̥̂͐̅d̵̛͔̙̟̤͙͎̆͆͝ ̵̻͋̇̓͒̑͛͋ç̸̛̜̳͓̪͔̮̿̅͋͌̉̾ẖ̸̏͂̊͝e̴̢̼̲̊̒̾̐̂å̴͍͕͚͓̦͉̈̉̊͛͘͘t̷̙̓̋̉̂ḛ̷͌̐̋r̴̨̳̺̯̳̥̔͜ş̸͎̮͖͖̼̭̇̾͠ ̶̩̆͛̉̿͌̓͝o̸͉̾͗͋͘f̶̹͂ ̴̡̡̦̓̎͛̓ͅt̷̢̩̜̥͚͋́h̷̖̑̽̀͌̑ȩ̷̘̩͎͆̇͝ ̸̳̝͔̳̘̺͐͆͘͝w̶͕̘͈̪̭̟̏͐̈́͝o̶̖̝͂̚r̵̖͈̘̰̞̀̿̃ļ̶̛͎̫̦̪͐́͐͝d̷̹̥͒̌̌͗͐̒͝.̸̱͎͖̬̹̜̂̾̇̔͊̎̅ ̷̛̤̃̎͗W̷̛͖̰̞͂h̴̨̩̜͓̼̖̽a̸̧̽̈́͌͊̇̑t̶̘́̋̑ ̷͕̘̲͇̂̀̆̉̑̃͠w̶̳̒̀ē̶̮̉̂̀͘͘r̵̨̘͚̂́͝͝ͅe̸̡̘͇̯̊̀̐͛̔ ̴͉̟̻̞̈́́̇͘y̷̱̬͆o̴̻̔u̴̱͌͐̍̎ ̴̣̘̠̣͍̓ẗ̴̩̖̰͎́̍ḩ̵͓̓͑̎͂̓̃͜͜î̸͍̮͗n̷̨̝͚̻̬̩͛̌͠ḱ̷̡͕͉̭͚̹̈̈́͗i̶͙͍̱̠͚͔̰͌̽͗̅̉̚ñ̸͎͒̌g̶͖̪̀͘ ̸̲̰̰͍̃̑t̵̛͚̠̜͖̋̽̒͐́ä̸̢̺̝͓͎̮́̊̒̓͆̒̅l̶̛̟̥̣̏̊̔́̕k̸̨̢̨̙̪͉͙̑͌̉͒ī̶̥͕̟͖̅̿́n̷̬̼̑͝g̴̙̻̭̥͋ ̷̼͚͍̝͕͍͇̑̈́́͑t̵̘͈̻͒̐̃͆͐̕͠ó̴̪ ̸͍̥͙̋͒̏͐̓͜͝͝ẗ̸͖͚̉̅́͝h̷̡̡̡̭̹̱̪͠ĕ̵̥̪͜m̵̡̬̥̦͛̈́̒́͒̏͜?̸̬̣̘͊͊̈́͠͠


Mikael felt sweat drip down his back, and his throat felt tight. Constricted tightly, unable to move the boy stared at the being with wide eyes. “My friends?” he mumbled so quietly as a second ticked between them he doubted the being had even heard them. His brows were furrowed, and his face felt flush despite the cool air that circulated around him.

O̷̥͋n̴̪̉e̷̗͑ ̸̪̐ḍ̶̕o̶̤̐e̶̳͗s̵͕͝ ̵̻̏n̵̘̓o̴͖͂t̷̺͘ ̷̰͛m̷̞̕a̷̮̐k̶̯̒è̴̤ ̵̺̌f̸͈́r̶̘̈́ȋ̷͕e̷̹̕n̵̫͂d̵͚̚s̴̼̀ ̷̤̔ẇ̸̡i̷͂͜t̶̼̽h̴͈͆ ̴͜͝l̸̦̄ì̶ͅâ̶̤r̵̟̚ș̷̐ ̵̦͋à̸͖n̸̰̂d̵̬͌ ̴͙̒c̴͈͛h̸̼̓ē̸̥a̴̱͝t̴͆ͅe̴̮͐r̴̩͑s̶̨̽ ̵̱͆M̸̹̆ǐ̶ͅķ̵̕e̷̹͊ĺ̸͈.̶̪͛ ̴͕̌

The tone felt chastising but at the same time held no bite behind the words. Merely a reminder of something. Something that sounded far too familiar for comfort. On the tip of his tongue, and yet he could not reach out and grasp it. His eyes widened as he watched the being turn away. A feeling of immense panic pulled him forward as he tried to move forward to regain the attention of the being. Mikel blinked quickly before tears slowly dripped down his face. “Please tell me my purpose. I won’t fail I promise.” He begged in a quick manner. Rushing out the words trying to reach the being before they left for good. The being turned slightly an amused look in its eyes before it smiled.

Ă̵̫l̴̜̆l̴̬̑ ̵̓͜i̵̘̕n̸̖͊ ̶̤̈ḑ̷̔ǘ̴̡ḛ̵̈́ ̶̳͋t̵̼̑ï̵͜m̸̦͒ḛ̴̒ ̴͉̍M̸̦̏i̴͖̊k̶̖̎e̴̞͐l̸͈̂.̶̜̋ ̴̱̕

Mikel smiled slightly as everything blurred together. A peaceful feeling overcame him despite none of his questions truly being answered. Blurry trees came into view as he realized he was staring up at a tree canopy above him. He had not realized he had fallen asleep underneath the tree by the lake. Unsure of the time, he glanced about the dark area. The boy frowned as he pulled on his costume collar trying to loosen the tight feeling around his throat. Though, in truth, there was another reason his throat felt tight. Everything felt like far too much for him, and he rubbed at his eyes briefly trying to make sense of what had happened. The boy chewed on his lip before making his way back to his room for the night.

Thread End

Mentions: @Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood

Translation:

Reducio

Translation:
What would you do?
Do you think god is mute?
Inability to comprehend is not a good look on you Mikel.
The one who resembles god, and yet you still hold no understanding of your purpose. If I were to tell you would you believe me?
Poor Mikel.. So easily swayed by the liars and cheaters of the world. What were you thinking talking to them?
One does not make friends with liars and cheaters Mikel.
All in due time Mikel.