Cradling to his heart the mask that let him see the truth a little closer, Kato sat back against the Sakura tree and looking up at the midnight azure sky in wonder. The world seemed to fall away under those glittering gems painted into the canvas up above. 'What a fine reason to travel, right, dad?' The journey had been both so short-lived yet felt like an eternity that could not be explained.. The Aether was pleasant once more, now that the fog that plagued the lands had finally dissipated, and as Kato stared out into the world, he felt at peace. This was serenity. This was... Transcendence.
...Aether makes all:the blessings, the earth, sky, water, creatures, plants, everything. How did he come to become the ascendant of Aether? Every time he donned his mask it was as if he'd finally become his true self. This... mask. It served to show the world who he truly was. Memories of the previous night drifted back to him as he closed his eyes, brow furrowing slightly. Was this what this journey was meant to be? To become his true self, without this mask? Was it meant for more? To uncover the secrets of ascendancy? Maybe even fully perceiving how Aether works? What moot points. He liked life so much more when he wore the mask, when it made him jovial and excited to be alive, when that string of silver bells shook-- They enabled oh so much with their tiny, tinkling rings. His calling.
Sitting upwards and looking down at the fields around him, illuminated by the campfire but a moment away, Kato would pick up his Crimson-stained spear and begin to hobble back, at peace for now. He wanted, no, needed to don that mask again. Yet, it was not the time...
'See, dad? I'm not who you claimed me to be. I am no longer Koto. My deepest apologies, for I truly am Kato.' ...
Drawn by the kind and talented
Zanity!
A huge thank you to my friend Laxim for helping me go over the short story!
...Aether makes all:the blessings, the earth, sky, water, creatures, plants, everything. How did he come to become the ascendant of Aether? Every time he donned his mask it was as if he'd finally become his true self. This... mask. It served to show the world who he truly was. Memories of the previous night drifted back to him as he closed his eyes, brow furrowing slightly. Was this what this journey was meant to be? To become his true self, without this mask? Was it meant for more? To uncover the secrets of ascendancy? Maybe even fully perceiving how Aether works? What moot points. He liked life so much more when he wore the mask, when it made him jovial and excited to be alive, when that string of silver bells shook-- They enabled oh so much with their tiny, tinkling rings. His calling.
Sitting upwards and looking down at the fields around him, illuminated by the campfire but a moment away, Kato would pick up his Crimson-stained spear and begin to hobble back, at peace for now. He wanted, no, needed to don that mask again. Yet, it was not the time...
'See, dad? I'm not who you claimed me to be. I am no longer Koto. My deepest apologies, for I truly am Kato.' ...
Drawn by the kind and talented
Zanity!A huge thank you to my friend Laxim for helping me go over the short story!
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
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