video. (seelie court only) | a vision.

[rube]

[ben is nervous, but not because he's about to share another vision, but because of what he knows is about to come. he's not entirely sure if it's all relative, but he'd been hoping it wouldn't happen so soon. the winter had been a harsh one. for a lot of people, this may be the first time they've seen, let alone spoken to, ben in a long time.

he finally speaks, his voice even but urgent. he seems to finally be ready to speak of his vision.]

It might be too late to change anythin', but I saw somethin' over the winter. It's hard to describe if you haven't seen it, but it's all important, even if it ain't gonna happen right away.

[he lets out a sigh, rubbing his temples,]

Black line in the horizon, only gettin' bigger. Far as I know, it's the Void-- that ain't news. It's comin'. There was-- there was a head, no body, and arrows hittin' the beach. There was some kinda noise there, too. Damn loud, if you ask me. Then the birds came, bigger than anythin' I've seen before, grabbin' at snakes as big as them.

[he pauses; he doesn't look thrilled at what he's about to say.]

The Shuck was eatin' the White Hart. [he licks his lips, gaze hardening,] Whatever's out there, we got to prepare ourselves.

[the feed ends.]

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video;

[parallels]

I saw the same vision. The world on fire as the gods clashed in the sky.

[She looks as exhausted as he does at this idea but she plods on, her voice almost monotone.]

Tell me more of the void.

video;

[rube]

[there's some amount of relief that washes over him. at least more people can share the warning-- or whatever it is. it would be a heavy burden to carry it all by himself. he nods to acknowledge her, but more importantly:]

Not much to tell. It kept growin', like it was swallowin' up the horizon.

[parallels]

Right. It consumed everything like some kind of voracious beast. Don't think I could forget that.

[She exhales slowly.]

I just wish I knew more about it.

[rube]

[he frowns, leaning forward,]

What else did you see?

[most of the time, the people that he knew that had visions would have a slightly different version, or it would offer a different future, like a story. each person would get a bit of each, and when put together, there were plenty of possibilities. however, if everyone had gotten the same vision, things look very, very bad.]

[parallels]

Erm.

[She rests her elbows on the desk where her locket rests and runs her fingers through her long shaggy hair as if to extract the memories from her mind.]

The Black Shuck. Covered in the blood of the White Hart. Blood flowing down to the sea. Eagles fighting serpents.

And this horrible humming noise that seemed to rattle my entire being.

[rube]

[aw, hell. his shoulders slump as he runs a hand over his face.]

Anythin' different to you? Even a little detail--

[he's desperate, here.]

[parallels]

No.

[She winces at his reaction. She knew the vision was bad and now it's confirmed her fears that it was worse than even she could have possibly imagined.]

Sorry to make it go bad to worse.

[rube]

Don't apologize for somethin' you ain't in control of.

[if they catch it early, maybe there's a chance of less of a danger. still a danger, but ... it's better than complete catastrophe.]

[parallels]

Right.

[She sighs.]

I'm not used to not being able to control it. Usually there's another path, a loophole, something that can be done. But everything's come up blank so far.

[rube]

This happen to you before here?

[he's had more visions than he can count, but someone who can control them? what is she?]

[parallels]

[Clara blinks. She'd been referring more to the ability to deal with a seemingly insurmountable problem but it seemed he'd latched on to something else.]

You mean the visions? It has, sort of. But usually it's at my own request. Not just popping into my head randomly.

[She chooses her words carefully. Her seeing bowl, owned by a former Seer, was still mostly a secret to everyone.]

[rube]

That's a damned lucky gift you got.

[his visions used to plague him sporadically, leaving him rattled for the entire day, every day. here, it's not nearly as bad, but when they come, they give him a glimpse of what's to come should he return home.]