First Breaths

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First Breaths

Postby Calima on May 3rd, 2010, 10:52 pm

22nd of Spring, 510 A.V.

The surface of the water exploded upwards as the green Charoda burst into the surface world, arms outstretched to their limit and his eyes squeezed shut. Droplets of moisture flew in all directions, and the sound was a loud, crashing one that filled the light air like a tree falling over in a empty plain. It was very noticeable, very loud, a sound that repeated itself in Calima's ears a dozen times over as he settled himself above the water.

His arms flapped down to his sides as he bobbed up and down in the ocean, eyes still tightly shut. He realized that he wasn't getting any oxygen, holding his breath during the entire impact. You can breathe! Finally, he opened up his pores tentatively and let the cool air enter his veins. The feel of the wind upon his skin was very different, alien, and it caused a shiver to crawl up his spine. Still, he was getting the necessary air up here, and that almost caused him to collapse in relief.

He stayed there, half in the water, half on the surface, his legs peddling in circles to keep him floating. Calima wanted to savour the feel of the surface on his skin, the whistle of wind rushing past his ears. After a minute or so of this, he finally forced his eyes open, blinking once or twice to get a better view of his surroundings.

The first thing that struck him was what lay above him, the canopy that stretched out forever in all directions. It was a motionless, timeless grey color, covered with overlapping clouds and shifting borders that made him gape in awe. It was the sky! He had heard of the sky, heard tales of how the surface was arranged, but this was something else. In the sea, everything was one uniform color, with varying shades of blue and green that shifted like a shimmering glass when the light struck it from the top of the ocean.

When he was finished gaping at the wide, endless sky, he tilted his head downwards, and was greeted by a new, alien sight. A small distance away from him, rising from the sea like a stone on the sea floor was a brown mass, raising itself at an angle from the water until the top of it towered over the sea level. Looking this way and that, he saw the same brown mass stretching out for miles and miles, and he almost laughed in amazement.

Atop the mass were large, towering shapes that protruded sharply from the island, a black horde gathered upon the brown beach. They were gathered about so closely that Calima could barely see beyond them, so entangled and dense these new wonders were. Finally, a realization hit him. Green, with large flat petals... trees! There was no doubt in his mind. He had reached the surface.

In a maniac rush of joy, Calima thrust his head back into the water, angling his body to a swimming position. His spirits high, his smile broad, he quickly swam over to the mass in a short amount of time, lifting his face to the delicious sea-breeze whenever he had a chance.

The first steps onto the mass were invigorating to say the least, plodding one of his large feet into the shape and feeling the ground crumble under his feet, pebbles on the top of the mass quickly piling in around his foot. So strange was the experience, it made Calima anxious to take another step. So he did, and stepped and stepped onto the beach until he realized he had left the water completely.

So shocking was this realization that he almost turned tail and headed straight back for the comfort of the water, but this sensation was amazing to say the least. Bound all his life by the heavy water and the constant struggle to move his limbs through it, now he was suddenly free of that restriction. It felt like he was flying, the way nothing was holding him down and the wind that blew upon his exposed skin.

And so it was that Calima, naked and awe-struck, took his first steps onto the Falyndar beach, trying to grow accustomed to the new feels and sensations that accompanied him on the surface. He walked along the beach for what seemed like an eternity, noting with satisfaction the new sounds and sights he was experiencing. Every step was an adventure, every cry or squawk of an animal made his spin about in surprise, and then his imagination would wander, filling in the appearance of the creature with delight.

Eventually, his legs suddenly gave out underneath him and he fell down immediately into the sand, taken aback by this new development. He felt his entire body smash into the sand, and he was still tingling with the touch when he pulled himself up into a sitting position upon the beach. Glancing every this way and that, he finally let out a sigh of exhaustion. "I'm definitely not in Charbosi anymore." He whispered quietly to himself, rubbing his soft hands together.
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First Breaths

Postby Cayenne on May 23rd, 2010, 3:01 am

All through his life, for as long as he could remember, he had been told one thing. Avoid the jungle. Always, always avoid the jungle. There were tales of the brown-skinned savages who prowled the cost, watching, waiting for one of their number to come within range. They didn't just take them captive, apparently... they also ate them. All of that had been heard first hand by ghosts that had come back down to the coral city to warn them, to give warning. And, more recently, a child had come back, cut so badly that a shark had almost caught him before a pelagic dragon had chased it off... by cutting it in half. The little one's parents had been captured, taken alive, but his mother's had come back to the city, looking for him, wanting to ensure he was safe. Upon doing so, and explaining to the Circle that she and her mate had been sacrificed to Dira, and devoured.

It made for a chilling warning.

But the closer to the surface Calima had gotten, the warmer it had become. It was warm and bright up there, very much different from the depths of the Faleyk Gulf. The brightness took some getting used to... well, it took a lot of getting used to, as did the movement, the dryness. It was uncomfortable to be out of the water - the heat and humidity of the jungle shoreline brought fresh drops down on his rubbery skin, only to get dried up or chased away by little gusts of wind that were whipping the top of the water into small peaks and waves. It was an odd sensation.

There wasn't the greatest amount of shoreline, and overhead lurked the thick canopy of the dense mass of trees. He could hear birds calling overhead, the flapping of wings in the wind, and the rustle of foliage as Zulrav's winds danced through them. A large, blue and yellow bird swooped around a branch on its way to another tree somewhere in the jungle. From somewhere in the distance, he heard a powerful rumble that sounded like a cross between what he imagined a howl and a growl might sound like, only for it to be responded to in kind from somewhere else. It was both interesting and unnerving, to know that something that was making those sounds could be hiding anywhere, and he wouldn't know how to identify it.

As he lay down on the sand, he absorbed the sunlight coming down, warming his tired limbs. He heard a light scuffling somewhere beyond him. Bouncing towards him and the water was a small, perfectly-round ball of indigo-coloured hair. While it had a small, rounded muzzle amongst all that fur, and small, darker eyes near it, It didn't seem to have any limbs at all. But it must have had some, because it was hopping along shoreline quite well, making a rumbling purring sound as it observed Calima. It stopped near him, head tilted, as if curious about what he was.
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