Feathers seemed to gracefully drift from pure white skies, eyes slowly shifting to follow one of the night dipped plumes which would fall into his right palm. up close, it seemed so beautiful and graceful- seemingly belonging to an angel of pure darkness. a flutter of wings filled his ears, drawing eyes upwards now to see a shadow within the distance. suddenly, the odd world around himself seemingly was slowing to a near halt, pure black feathers halting in the skies. an echoeing of a voice caused him to double over in pain, holding his head with a groan as it reverberated within his skull.
 

 

` don't deny me . . . embrace me `

every cell within his body was screaming to move forward, against his will he trudged forward slowly as the surrounding environment had suddenly changed in a flicker. dozens upon dozens of figures stood around as they chanted only one thing.
  r e u n i o n
he couldn't block it out no matter how much he tried, unwillingly trudging forward along the dirt ground as he continued to hold his head with that voice continuing to call. whispers had gathered in the air high above, causing the winds to pick up all around, his mind filled with noise. though suddenly, it all seemed to grow quiet as mako eyes slowly turned upwards to the figure he now stood before. features seemed to pale as he felt a gloved hand touch to his chest- right below it a scar was well hidden though it burned at the mere touch.

` s-seph . . iroth `

 

all he could see was that smile . . . that smile which was burned into his memory all too well as the surrounding area was now engulfed in flames and the smell of ash filled his lungs. soon, he felt that glove now resting upon his shoulder, another marking hidden. a marking he knew that meant something . . . but what?

` how . . how do you - `

his voice would become silenced, a hushing motion given from the one-winged angel, yet such a simple motion spoke a thousand words to the ex-soldier as he felt himself have control once more over his body, held still by that singular hand upon his shoulder. a deep whisper seeming to fill his hearing now, crisp and clear.
 

 

` soon . . . `

slowly that odd world would fade from his vision as he fell back into the seeming abyss as he only felt the final touch of gloves upon his cheeks, an unsettling feeling rising within him of what was to come. yet reality came crashing back down into him as he practically gasped for air as he jolted upright in his bed within Stargazer Heights. sweat would drip down his features as he seemed to recall that dream . . no nightmare oh so clearly. he could remember those eyes all too well- and the echo of the angel's voice within his mind. all was beginning to piece together within the ex-soldier's mind, raising his own hand to hold his head.

` a puppet . . . so easily controlled - not only the alien . . . but his cells as well course through my veins . . don't they? `

the ex-soldier's voice seemed to fade towards the end at facing what seemed to be the reality . . but he couldn't be sure. the nightmares never seemed to end and this one felt all too real. Sylas simply sat there, staring down at the edge of the bed as he could still hear the echo of /r e u n i o n/ within his mind. he didn't know what to trust anymore, lost in this maze of chaos and fate . . . .