![]() You sit in the darkness, letting go of your past, little by little. ![]() And stop the Dark Side from reigning over the galaxy. With your faithful droid Artoo by your side, beeping and chirping consolingly now and then, you learn to find your inner Jedi. You need to save your friends, and the Rebellion in general, but first you must learn to master the Force - make it your ally, says Yoda - to try and put a stop to Vader and his Emperor. She was a gentle rain moulded into a violent storm, and when she finally rises, she will be the spark that sets the world ablaze. For when she rises, she will carry with her his fury, his strength. He severed her bloody strings, his lone warrior now a puppet on the ground as he waits for her to rise, for her to realize her shackles have been shed. He comes to her in dreams, calling out to her. Your last thought as you drift off is, "Did someone draw on my map again?" You take out a communications device, watching your friends text back and forth. You create a fire, not too large but to warm your tired limbs. You race through a couple tunnels, then sit down against a ramp, turning down your running music. It's been a while since you saw your friends. Your chakra's are balanced- Your Animal and spirit guides are present- Your circle of light shines brilliant- & you are ready to evolve- not to mention transcend your awareness conscious to a passive level. Immersed in the fog of dystopia, you feel your mind reaching a utopia.Īs you walk along, you hear cars rushing by, people talking, and calming music. You feel your heart pumping an eerie beat. You face a wall of neon and lights extending below and above. Don't forget your parka!Īperture Science Turret Testing Facillity You are walking along with your team, listening to the calming noises of the Arctic. Like being in one of those floaty healing tanks you see in space operas. Two very tame common cats jump up and curl fast asleep on each side of you as the healers - one on each side- start invoking healing vibrations. This shallow cove, deep inside the jungles of the equator - houses a earthy bed of soft feathers, tottaly immersive to lay on as your hands float off the sides and gently touch clear running water on both sides. Huddled in your beach tent during the storm, try to stay calm until it passes There aren't any animals out here, except us.Ī heavenly pastoral soundscape inspired by John Milton's poem, "Lycidas." Mountain pastures, a quiet village, and the sounds of monks in a distant church. Your mind always spins like a 4 armed galaxy with possibilities. Descending to the darker reaches of the castle, the air itself & atmosphere change heavily as you approach the main portal, going under ground to the potions/defense against the dark arts laboratory. Is the band still warming up or already deep into the improvised song? Are you?Īs you descended into the volcanic caves, deep beneath the earth, there is no darkness, the earth is molten, boiling and flowing very slowly, the temperatures are hotter and hotter the deeper you descend into the depths the planet, closer to it's core. It's been a long day, and your thoughts start to drift between the pure notes of the present moment and the connectedness of the whole of life. The basement lounge is dark and empty, even for a Thursday night. Good food and drink, a crackling fire, and the company of others - what more could any inn-goer want? One patron is so comfortable he's fallen asleep by the fire. You know when you look outside come morning, you'll see nothing but snow. Order a bite to eat, maybe a drink, lean back in your spartan but comfortable chair, and enjoy the talent of the city's top jazz performers, just feet from your table.Ī meagre fire crackles in your tent as the wind outside beats against your tent walls. (Inspired by Assassin's Creed)Ĭome in from the cold, down a flight of cement steps from the city sidewalk and through an unassuming door. The night descends on the sea and the mermaids will sing you to sleep.Ī momentary respite for a weary assassin, while the rafiq dutifully scribbles his notes, and the Holy City's evening noises seep into the courtyard. It feels like fingers digging deep into your brain as you fight for control, to control your own mind, but it is futile. Your head is filled with thoughts and memories that are not yours. MWĪ gen inspired by the film Kubo and the Two Strings. You stay focused as you swat at some wasps that you notice have came from one of many nests along the eves of the roof. Turning off the motor, you immediatly get an unwelcome feeling and is if to agree, the wind picks up. "Are you kidding me." You say out loud as you first have sight of the estate. "Just simply bless they house" they said. You just sit tight in the tank overnight- 2-1B will have you right as rain come morning."ĭeep within the great dunes of the Emirates. "That's a pretty rough landing you had back there.
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