Sta.sh
There is a place that nobody knows. Everything is what it should be, alongside what it shouldn't. Light is black, the red hues of the sunset turn to a piercing, icy silver, and the soft clouds solidify to frozen, silky, blood red drops in the black day sky.
All objects turn to a metal so cold it could paralyze one to the touch, as if jumping in Absolute Zero and never returning; frozen there for eternity. Oceans turn to slow-moving lava; the only source of heat.
And as if to add to this ominous place, there are beings that exist in the Unspeakable would, given the title Doves. But they are no doves; we make sure you can't continue to dwell in your own sanity once you enter. I would tell the tales of the empty shells, who previously had souls before arriving, the many humans that roam this place, but it would take a time to do so—a time that we both do not have.
The Doves though, there isn't much to say. Nobody (who is in their right mind) knows much about them, they appear to by gliding, cloaked, winged—you can just feel a chill travel from their hunched body. Nobody know what we really are, for they always keep their hood up, and no one would dare approach one to find what lies beneath. They are excellent at disguise, and they a different language. There is only one known phrase. "Z`ev" is translated into "kill".
But why am I telling you this? Because there is a reason, and a very important reason at that…they are coming. The Doves are coming, under command of their Lord—the Convict with No Face. They are leaving the Unspeakable world to find you. We have come, whether it was out of fate or free will is irrelevant, to hunt down and to kidnap—to abduct—all persons who might either be of use to them or be a significant threat to them…let's hope you're a threat.
There's nothing you can do to save yourself…except run. Relocate, and take those you care most about with you; they have been observing your movements and emotions; they know how to lure you in. We know your tragic flaw, horrible yet we are, we are undeniably cunning, and will use what you care about most to make abducting you much easier.
And so I leave you, knowing that I have given someone at least enough time to be able to set your affairs in order before you are taken away into the Unspeakable world. If I were you I would start running, because you never know who you can trust, you never know who you're really talk to…….Z`ev.
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