Project Tall Tale [Artsydaze & Tetisheri]

[Artsydaze]

Nothingness was not a color, nor was it a shape... it was the complete lack of any of those, floating aimlessly forevermore, searching for the other half of a whole. Not knowing what that other half was like, or what half you were, for that matter, was a rather surreal experience. And so one wandered, letting the void cradle and sweep over one's self, or what constituted as a self in these early stage of one's existence. But... was it existence if there was nothing? No shape, smell, flavor or even substance was no existence at all, was it?

The came the Presence that shaped one's being into basic shapes and simple essences; four limbs, two more lengthy than the others, a trunk where all converged and a head were the senses, newly awakened, converged. The call for the Other drew stronger then, but the Other could still not be found. The void was still there but paths of various length started to appear, calling for one to choose any of them and go forwards. Nothing was solid for now, nor was it liquid or even vapor. It just... was...

And so one wandered aimlessly in the search for the other upon a field of nothingness mixed with something that could be, a possibility. So, pushed by an instinct that just now awakened, one reached out to the Other...

[Tetisheri]

It woke up when the world around was still asleep. It didn't know what "world" was and It didn't know that it was called this way. In fact, It didn't even know that anything here had names, including It. Probably, it was unnecessary for now. It didn't care. After all, It and Its kind were the only source of all the names in this world, but It didn't realize it yet. It didn't realize that It was alive and the world around It was still lifeless. It couldn't know that if It comprehended this, It would feel very lonely. Something inside It was only wondering about what It was seeing around. It was Its childhood, a milky childhood in the milky world still asleep. It wouldn't know that. It would only observe and wonder and wanting to know more.

And so it felt the desire to go. It was Its first sole decision, to move further. To search, to explore - it didn't matter to It. But it was moving It on and on towards Its wish. And so It gave the birth to the emotion that moved the worlds round and it was curiosity. It was something that could lead It even if It didn't know it.

As It moved, It could feel the life around. It was only a faint feeling, an energy streaming around without shape and form, without anything definite or certain. And It wondered, if anything could exist beside this energy. It even wondered, if It could make something out of it. Sure, it wasn't quite the though It was experiencing, but somewhere deep inside It could guess that It could do amazing things with those clouds around It. But the question "how" was still unanswered and so It just went further for now.

[Artsydaze]

As soon as One touched the Other did they merge together into one Whole, complete with feelings and thoughts as well as shape and features. They were united now and were finally complete, though they still lacked one thing; an identity. Indeed, they were still young and untried and needed to face the world to fully understand themselves... but the world was not created yet... or was it merely empty?

Emotion filled them then, an echo of a thing called curiosity traversed the aether and rested, new and wondrous, upon their head. Suddenly they wanted to explore, to experience and, most of all, to find the source of this new feeling. What they did not know yet was that this world, still young, shared everything equally between it's inhabitant and therefore when a feeling was found so everything that simply was was able to experience it. They themselves brought forth Purpose and Ambition as they started their search in this still monochromatic world.

The previous roads were spreading upon the world and so They decided to follow one, this one full of the new feelings they had in their newly created heart. As they walked board stripes of black and grey filled the white canvas of their world, as if made by an unseen hand as shape and forms, still elementary in their nature, filled the world little by little as They walked.

Time started to tick as They explored, growing in Purpose as they approached the only other of they king instinctively, ever mindful of their new surroundings. Soon they walked upon such lines in the aether, their solidity guiding Them higher and lower in the infinite expense of white, a novel experience that brought forth Gravity as the found that one side was down and the other was up. Curiosity got stronger then and so they started to run, discovering the less pleasant natures of falling and tripping along the way. But They still advanced with a purpose that was not entirely their own...

[Tetisheri]

It could feel that something happened. It wasn't sure what it was, but It could feel it. Something in this world became a bit warmer. Something in this world became a bit more certain. And It felt joy from this. It laughed happily and so the first sound could be heard in this milky world and this sound was Its laugher. The white foggy walls around It at first devoured it but then suddenly started to reflect the laugher and it could be heard further and further. The echoes were travelling ahead of It, as It was running and laughing happily. This blank space around It was suddenly filled with sounds and it became so much comfortable this way. So It ran and laugh.

But since the time was already given to this world, after some part of it It felt tired. It couldn't run and thus slowed down. It continued to walk, but then It was unable to do even that. Being the first tired creature in the history, It felt scared and panicked. It didn't know what it meant that Its limbs became stiff and sour and that It could only sit on the ground instead of walking. And there wasn't no one to explain it to It. That's how It finally felt Its loneliness. That's how It finally felt fear for the first time. And that's how It was crying for the first time in the history of this world.

The white clouds around It devoured the sounds of Its weeping but then started to reflect them just like they reflected the laugher before. Further and further, and soon the whole world seemed to be filled with the cries and sobs and weeps. It was the most sorrowful symphony It could even imagine. It was so sad that It even stopped crying, wondering how the clouds could bear with it so calmly.