should he then not know Mith's intentions?
thewizardguy said
So it's like a kind of super-empathy?
Wraithblade6 said
should he then not know Mith's intentions?
akje said
Yeah, kind off. Almost, it's hard to define because the main concept of the idea was that it's based on a way of thinking that is completely alien to humans.In practice it comes down to him getting general tidbits of information on conscious minds around him and what they perceive. Thus he will always see you as your own self-image, unless there are other people around, then he mixes their image of you with that. And mostly things get lost in translation. That's why in Martin's mind the Therebithia looks like a colossal black whale with a thousand red eyes. Also because I think sleep is overrated.
thewizardguy said
So then wouldn't there be giant insects crawling all over the giant whale? The drones.
akje said
I imagined those to be the eyes. They could be insects with big eyes on their body, that burrow into eye sockets. Some kind of horror symbiotic relationship?
akje said
Alright, I like that. If we go closer I'll have insects pouring out of its eyes. To represent the hive. And because it's nightmare fuel.
akje said
Below the deepest oceans lie even vaster planes of endless turmoil.A world far beyond the comprehension of even the broadest of mortal minds.From these depths come Impossible horrors. Answering to the torturous call of those that have stepped into the domain of madness.On this fateful night, as the stars shine bright enough for their perfect light to pierce deep enough into these depths. On this fateful night we come together for a summoning.The subject of our worship is the one that in our mortal tongue is sung of as the terrible Terebithia!Her skin like the void so black it pulls in the sight around her. She reveals herself to us as the leviathan.A thousand eyes glow deep in the darkness of her skin with a blood red shine. These eyes stare deep into your soul and see all your petty mortal secrets.From these eyes comes the hive. From the world she holds within. The endless souls she holds crawl and soar trough and around her. Each mind part of the greater, all part of her.For she is endless. For she is impossible.Hold on to your fear my brothers. Cherish the terror that takes hold of you. Accept the impossible and pierce trough the veil.See as she sees, think like she does, escape this world and ascend to understanding!
thewizardguy said
That's rather beautiful.