Post by perceus500 on Jan 23, 2011 11:10:54 GMT -6
Okay, about this Jason business (and Skyflight, I reccomend reading this BEFORE you delete it...), Jason is NOT evil. I needn't stress that enough beyond my expierience.
So, I'm in my basement, meditating. Jason shows up, and he sort of steps forward and touches his nose to my chest. Suddenly, he seemed a lot smaller. More like a cub than anything else. Anyway, the instant he touched my skin, a warm, ecstatic, and perfect feeling shot through me. It was like someone had shot sunshine into my blood. All this time, images were flashing through my head--Josh, the guy I like, Rachel, my best friend, Kelly, my almost-girlfriend, and Kendall, my buddy counselor. These were people I loved. The scene changed; I was in my spirit world. I rcognized the clearing, and the halo of oak trees around me. Nightshade zipped through, looking shocked at the small, adorable polar bear in my arms. Aurora looked...remote, her feathery face unmoving and statue-like. Ankh was there. He looked questioningly at me, but said nothing. Finally, someone broke the silence; Masen, my newly found black panther.
"What have you brought here?" He asked.
"This...I suppose, is Jason."
"What?!" They all said at once.
"You heard me. Jason. The one who was, until now, terrorizing us."
They stared disbelievingly at the cub. Nightshade was the first to step foreward. Jason and he looked at eachother--golden eyes into milky brown. Masen tensed as Jason leapt out of my arms and nuzzled against Nightshade. I could see their auras; Jason had a beautiful blue haze around him, and Nightshade was gray all the way through. So were the rest of my guides. It was an awful, chalky gray that I knew well; hardly controlled anger. They did not know what to think of this. Jason padded back to me and I scooped him back into my arms. He was a soft, tiny bundle of warmth. Heat radiated from every part of him. It was a gentle heat; not uncomfortable in any way, but more like sunshine on your face in the spring. The entire forest seemed to loom above me. The bright full moon blazed above me, turning a slightly yellow color. Nightshade sat down, Ankh curled around a branch, Aurora perched on an oak tree, and Masen hopped onto a thick branch to rest. Jason looked into my eyes, and all I could hear was Dream, my child. This will make sense later.
Lately, Jason has followed me everywhere. I feel much safer around him now. He's a tiny, helpless little thing, and if you say he's dangerous or evil, I'll rip you to pieces.
So, I'm in my basement, meditating. Jason shows up, and he sort of steps forward and touches his nose to my chest. Suddenly, he seemed a lot smaller. More like a cub than anything else. Anyway, the instant he touched my skin, a warm, ecstatic, and perfect feeling shot through me. It was like someone had shot sunshine into my blood. All this time, images were flashing through my head--Josh, the guy I like, Rachel, my best friend, Kelly, my almost-girlfriend, and Kendall, my buddy counselor. These were people I loved. The scene changed; I was in my spirit world. I rcognized the clearing, and the halo of oak trees around me. Nightshade zipped through, looking shocked at the small, adorable polar bear in my arms. Aurora looked...remote, her feathery face unmoving and statue-like. Ankh was there. He looked questioningly at me, but said nothing. Finally, someone broke the silence; Masen, my newly found black panther.
"What have you brought here?" He asked.
"This...I suppose, is Jason."
"What?!" They all said at once.
"You heard me. Jason. The one who was, until now, terrorizing us."
They stared disbelievingly at the cub. Nightshade was the first to step foreward. Jason and he looked at eachother--golden eyes into milky brown. Masen tensed as Jason leapt out of my arms and nuzzled against Nightshade. I could see their auras; Jason had a beautiful blue haze around him, and Nightshade was gray all the way through. So were the rest of my guides. It was an awful, chalky gray that I knew well; hardly controlled anger. They did not know what to think of this. Jason padded back to me and I scooped him back into my arms. He was a soft, tiny bundle of warmth. Heat radiated from every part of him. It was a gentle heat; not uncomfortable in any way, but more like sunshine on your face in the spring. The entire forest seemed to loom above me. The bright full moon blazed above me, turning a slightly yellow color. Nightshade sat down, Ankh curled around a branch, Aurora perched on an oak tree, and Masen hopped onto a thick branch to rest. Jason looked into my eyes, and all I could hear was Dream, my child. This will make sense later.
Lately, Jason has followed me everywhere. I feel much safer around him now. He's a tiny, helpless little thing, and if you say he's dangerous or evil, I'll rip you to pieces.
