“Don’t you find it strange that so many people fear any concept of darkness and yet...something so beautiful as a flower thrives in darkness in its most vulnerable state: the time of being a seed?”
Kurai thought it over for a moment. “I suppose there could be scary things in the darkness too. Things you can’t see that would hurt you.”
Khenet, her mentor, smiled as she chuckled a bit.
“That’s a common answer. Would you like to hear an uncommon one?”
Kurai hesitated, somewhat irritated. She couldn’t tell if Khenet was condescending her or just speaking bluntly. Or maybe she just felt embarrassed that she had referred to her response as common? Still...she was more curious than offended.
“Sure.” She said finally.
Khenet, knowing the young Kura so well, watched her entire thought process go by following the movement of her eyes. Choosing knowledge over conflict...She was quite proud of her. Certainly she was scores away from the girl she knew before, made entirely of fire with no tact.
“The uncommon answer, is that people are afraid of the power that exists in darkness, in the realms unseen but felt. Rather than seeking to grasp it for themselves they fear what others have that they do not...thus they become prey to their own vulnerability and blame it on what they do not understand.”
Kurai’s face twisted with earnest thought.
“You’re saying...people are afraid of themselves but they think they’re afraid of the dark?”
“Precisely.” Khenet answered. “This is why in our era light and dark are seen as separate, though it is not exactly so. They are intrinsically inseparable. Representations of the conscious and the unconscious. What is “dark” is simply what is not boldly apparent to the eye. These are the unseen movements of progression and creation that shape the world we look upon, yet most do not understand them. Imagine how you would feel, being pushed around by the wind if you had no name for it and no idea of its cause or reason. That is the panic they feel.”
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This memory pervaded her thoughts as she pondered her vision of the the carnivorous bacteria affecting those poor students… Though she want sure why yet.
Fear of the unseen…
Her feet bounced up and down against the shallow waters of the circular pool in her room. In it's reflection a mirror image of the portrait cast on her ceiling; a manifestation of myou myaku in the visage of the night sky with a full luminous moon in the center. She often came here to sort out her thoughts.
She remembered the most dire moment of her circumstance in the vision. Pleading for her aggressor to stop the cycle of grotesque violence only for them to retort that this was only only way. It seemed to her at one point also that there was no way out. But there was… Through a high window.
Windows are usually indicative of a portal of some kind...and the storm outside… Could be...chaotic emotions or...a symbol of an ending, destruction before an inevitable calm or...power...it was quite thunderous…Though honestly all three could be applied really…
She moved on. The images that disturbed her the most were the carnivorous worms and the students driving pencils into each other's hearts with books.
The worms seemed obvious enough… Representing a vicious cycle of abuse. Reenacting the pain originally set in motion. Emotions unprocessed ultimately drive beings to repeat history. The energy must go somewhere.
“What is driving them...?”
Her thoughts bounced back and forth between Khenet talking about light and dark and wondering why books and pencils were the students weapon of choice.
Her feet stopped kicking as a few things clicked into place. She had totally ignored the fact that they were students until now. This indicated beings young in development. In that case...likely exposed to trauma very young. What is learned and practiced young is deeply ingrained…
“Symbols on a page. A brush is as a mage.”
She recalled an old saying of the Nieht Kura. The meaning being that a writing tool is like a vessel for the unseen to enter the physical.
“So… then… Corruption within language… Knowledge used as a weapon…and their hearts…”
Kurai's eyes widened in horror and buckled over, holding her stomach as the feeling of nausea rose.
Hearts putrefied…:she realized. The students vision of their reality had been perverted. Whatever corrupted their language separated them from the awareness of the connection between light and dark...their conscious and unconscious world's and thus…
The cycle continues viciously…Creations pronounced as virtues but laced with decay...
Reflections of fright
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Though most of the space shifts quite often, it is always filled with flora and other greenery. A circular pond sits in the very center, reflecting whatever sky is cast at the time.
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