Memories... -xe thinks for a moment, breathing in deeply-
I see. Yes, red-haired sorcerer, I will give you some of my memories.
Question - how resilient is Tomo's mind? I just wonder, if Avax's mind really is alien in nature, so... at odds, with magic? Me wonders if Avax might help serve up a bit of 'justice' for what xe sees as Tomo's terrible actions against Phoenix that time before. :P
The creature nods, placing xyr hand upon the orb, grasping it tightly. Immediately, xe feels its power flow through xyr, tendrils of fire and blood and knowledge coursing through, picking at xyr mind, waiting.
Avax breathes deeply, and feels as if standing in a dark room, memories fluttering about like tiny glowing wasps, the reaching hands cruel and hungry.
"I will show you, sorcerer, what my world is. The true meaning of fear and cruelty and power."
The imagery of a thousand miles of woodlands, trees and plants, the bark black, the leaves black, the roots black... a veritable cacophony of dark noise and growth like oil. Crawling, scuttling, devouring creatures, worming through the filth.
Other creatures, great and small. Faceless creatures like the offspring of five thumbed hands and giant spiders, colonies of worms and corals of eyes, spikes and spines and poisons most terrible. The symptoms of each and every one are seen.
Every single day, you might die. The fear of death, continuous, every day your last, every moment of light the end. The moon and the stars are hope... and the moon goes dark, replaced by a bitter light.
But the bitter light, its tyranny, is worse. The faces and bodies of friends reduced to ash, the glowing, many winged creatures, like metal. They watch you... but they move on quickly.
For five generations there is bitterness, and you see it all, five life-times, each a hundred years, a stuttering mess of memories: the memories of past lives merge with the present, in-complete but terrible.
Avax stumbles backwards, light fading, and cackles, xyr voice broken.
"Yo-you, deceiver... are you, are you content with... with my gift?! Does it satisfy you?!"
edited 7th Sep '12 9:15:16 AM by Eventua

(snuggling too)
(checks Estelle in search for any magical energy. Soul, mind, heart, nothing will escape All-Devourer's watchful eye)