[SUM] - Somnium Primum

So this is kind of a late update ... at least if you're living in Europe.

Somnium Primum, the title says it all - roughly translated we end up with "The First Dream"
(taking into account 'somnium' can mean a couple of things so you might also call it fever-dream - not too accurate though or well.. obviously 'nightmare')

What this means is that I'm actually doing what I wanted to do - re-editing Sleeptalking - again.
And as this part of the story can be found over on my page for Sleeptalking, I will get on updating that right away after I finished this post here. You want a new kitteh as well, you say? Well... maybe. Let me think about it.

As for today... you all will have to make due with this excerpt right here. Hope you'll enjoy it nevertheless.


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Looking around she noticed that the trees were forming a kind of barrier around this place; they stood densely packed building this impenetrable wall. Was she not meant to be here, she asked herself under her voice? Was she an intruder on a sacred glade?

The wind picked up and grew stronger with every little step she took on her way closer to the pond.
The water appeared as clear as crystal, beautiful and enticing. Without doubt unusual, but why question? She clearly saw her image with the dark brown eyes and her skin as white as porcelain, there was nothing sinister about a natural mirror.  
The more time she spent in this place, even if it had been only mere minutes the more she could not help to think how beautiful all of this was and that some-when, as the opportunity might arise she should have to return here, best together with all her family. And still the feeling would not go away: something kept on telling her that she was not supposed to be here, something inside of her warned her that this was a dangerous place to linger about.
Just in this very second a strong gust of wind shot through the forest, bearing far more force than any before and Seraphine could not prevent herself from looking up to the wavering treetops above as her hair was thrown about wildly.
It took her breath away as she saw the hundreds of yellow glowing pairs of eyes looking down upon her. She could not make out what these creatures were but they seemed to reflect no light at all with their bodies. The only things visible were their bright yellow eyes.
In shock she made a few steps backwards away from the water without ever taking her eyes of the treetops and their pitch-black inhabitants. They were larger than bats, though probably not too much, little Seraphine had never seen a bat before.
Few seconds later she tripped on the slippery and wet grass losing her balance, gravity pulled her to a rest on the ground yet again, this time though amongst the wet blades.
Little did the girl care though, she was panicking again, looking around wildly for an opening between the smaller trees around her. She knew she would have to flee as there was no telling what those things above her might do to her, but nothing.
Not a single thing.


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And there you go.
The editing has been going rather nicely over the course of the last few days, which actually doesn't mean anything to be fair so yeah... I'll be sticking to that for the next couple of days, weeks, hoping that it doesn't go all overboard like it did with MotT... damn that took me ages.

As always thanks for reading, hope you're having a great week.
Marc, not even a month left till the 15th of May - hurray!


P.S.:... Yeah you got me, I'll put up another kitty.