1st of Fall, 513 AV
Anna had opted to stay within the confines of her home today and simply meditate upon certain ideas. Concepts important to her heart, magic and indeed the very nature of the Universe. More to the point her meditation was to help her activate her connection to the Void, to allow her access to that plane beyond her own. Meditating upon concepts abstract in nature seemed to be a good way to activate it. So she sat upon her bed, her eyes closed and her breathing steady.
The world is massive and yet infinitely small at the same time. It is very much finite and there in lies its small size. Compared to the incomprehensibly massive Void it is nothing, a speck waiting to be swallowed up by the nothingness.
Within this world countless life forms go about their daily lives, milling about and simply living day to day. Their lives are insignificant compared to the vastness beyond this world, in inevitable blackness to which everything must one day go. It is a sobering thought, but one that I find strangely comforting. To control a small part of this dimension is to control the concept of nothingness. In that vein it is far more potent than even reimancy is. If fostered it will become one of my most powerful tools.
Anna allowed the thoughts of nothingness to fill her mind, soothing her mind and clearing away her cluttered thoughts. There was only the cold finality of the Void in the end, the truth of creation. Just as order bred the chaos she sought to spread, for everything that began there was an ending to be had. The Void was that ending, and while its coming was inevitable its herald would be the coming of Rhysol's chaos. The wizard knew this in her mind and heart to be true.
Her mind clear, Anna opened her eyes and stretched out her hand. Slowly she started a rough chant in the Ancient Tongue.
"Sutla gug. Gug sutla."
"Sutla gug. Gug sutla."
"Sutla gug. Gug sutla."
Words in the ancient tongue possessed multiple meanings to every single word, which is what made it a loose and very difficult language to learn. Anna considered her own basic grasp to be rather comprehensive compared to the vast majority of scholars she knew at the University. Translated the words she was chanting could mean "That which spans is that which is too large to be counted at a single glance. That which is too large to be counted at a single glance is that which spans." It seemed and appropriate label to give to the Void.
Anna continued her chant, focusing the very concept of eternal nothingness to the space above her index finger. Such was the nature of the Void, so large as to take the form of something so small.
"Sutla gug. Gug sutla."
She willed her Djed to move outward to empty the space above her hand, her face a mask of pure concentration. Perhaps using glyphs might have helped to speed up her casting here? No, it would be unwise to rush into a discipline still relatively unknown.
Already a pinprick of darkness formed above her finger, quickly Anna fed the tiny portal more of her Djed. It was rather like fostering a young flame, only she was feeding it parts of her very being. Another comparison was fitting a copious amount of water into a thimble. She was putting a large amount of Djed into such a small portal, not to expand it but rather to keep it open.
The tiny hole of pure darkness seemed to absorb the light from around it, sucking it into the Void. It hovered just above her index finger and was no larger that her nail yet it required such large amounts of energy simply to just keep it open. A slight trickle of blood was felt dribbling down from her right nostril. It was nothing to be overly concerned about really, it was simply another thing that came with casting at this point.
Sweat was forming on her brow as she fed the portal yet more Djed, trying to keep it open for long enough to study it properly. The sensation of casting with Voiding was very different than it was with Reimancy. It was indeed pleasurable, but it was a different kind of pleasure. Where as Reimancy was extremely primal, Voiding felt rather mentally stimulating like a power trip. It was as though she felt she could consume everything and everyone within the Void, to destroy those who displeased her with a thought.
This was of course untrue, but it felt good all the same. Casting was always pleasant until one gave too much of themselves, then it tended to end badly. Anna had to wonder just how much of her this portal would demand before allowing her to expand it. She continued to feed it, the drain becoming more and more apparent as time went by.
Anna had opted to stay within the confines of her home today and simply meditate upon certain ideas. Concepts important to her heart, magic and indeed the very nature of the Universe. More to the point her meditation was to help her activate her connection to the Void, to allow her access to that plane beyond her own. Meditating upon concepts abstract in nature seemed to be a good way to activate it. So she sat upon her bed, her eyes closed and her breathing steady.
The world is massive and yet infinitely small at the same time. It is very much finite and there in lies its small size. Compared to the incomprehensibly massive Void it is nothing, a speck waiting to be swallowed up by the nothingness.
Within this world countless life forms go about their daily lives, milling about and simply living day to day. Their lives are insignificant compared to the vastness beyond this world, in inevitable blackness to which everything must one day go. It is a sobering thought, but one that I find strangely comforting. To control a small part of this dimension is to control the concept of nothingness. In that vein it is far more potent than even reimancy is. If fostered it will become one of my most powerful tools.
Anna allowed the thoughts of nothingness to fill her mind, soothing her mind and clearing away her cluttered thoughts. There was only the cold finality of the Void in the end, the truth of creation. Just as order bred the chaos she sought to spread, for everything that began there was an ending to be had. The Void was that ending, and while its coming was inevitable its herald would be the coming of Rhysol's chaos. The wizard knew this in her mind and heart to be true.
Her mind clear, Anna opened her eyes and stretched out her hand. Slowly she started a rough chant in the Ancient Tongue.
"Sutla gug. Gug sutla."
"Sutla gug. Gug sutla."
"Sutla gug. Gug sutla."
Words in the ancient tongue possessed multiple meanings to every single word, which is what made it a loose and very difficult language to learn. Anna considered her own basic grasp to be rather comprehensive compared to the vast majority of scholars she knew at the University. Translated the words she was chanting could mean "That which spans is that which is too large to be counted at a single glance. That which is too large to be counted at a single glance is that which spans." It seemed and appropriate label to give to the Void.
Anna continued her chant, focusing the very concept of eternal nothingness to the space above her index finger. Such was the nature of the Void, so large as to take the form of something so small.
"Sutla gug. Gug sutla."
She willed her Djed to move outward to empty the space above her hand, her face a mask of pure concentration. Perhaps using glyphs might have helped to speed up her casting here? No, it would be unwise to rush into a discipline still relatively unknown.
Already a pinprick of darkness formed above her finger, quickly Anna fed the tiny portal more of her Djed. It was rather like fostering a young flame, only she was feeding it parts of her very being. Another comparison was fitting a copious amount of water into a thimble. She was putting a large amount of Djed into such a small portal, not to expand it but rather to keep it open.
The tiny hole of pure darkness seemed to absorb the light from around it, sucking it into the Void. It hovered just above her index finger and was no larger that her nail yet it required such large amounts of energy simply to just keep it open. A slight trickle of blood was felt dribbling down from her right nostril. It was nothing to be overly concerned about really, it was simply another thing that came with casting at this point.
Sweat was forming on her brow as she fed the portal yet more Djed, trying to keep it open for long enough to study it properly. The sensation of casting with Voiding was very different than it was with Reimancy. It was indeed pleasurable, but it was a different kind of pleasure. Where as Reimancy was extremely primal, Voiding felt rather mentally stimulating like a power trip. It was as though she felt she could consume everything and everyone within the Void, to destroy those who displeased her with a thought.
This was of course untrue, but it felt good all the same. Casting was always pleasant until one gave too much of themselves, then it tended to end badly. Anna had to wonder just how much of her this portal would demand before allowing her to expand it. She continued to feed it, the drain becoming more and more apparent as time went by.