Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191211213915/@comment-5543592-20191213215800

It was not real. Nyasia felt as if she were outside of her body, as if the soul of her had been sucked out before she crested the hill top. And with it left all sound, trapping her in a vacuum in which she heard only the pumping of her own heart in her breast.

"Ruptga," she heard herself say.

It was too much. Not the smell, not the death, but the grey. The idea that the human body could become such a color.

It could not have been real, because if it as, Nyasia would surely have become sick, or perhaps fainted, but she did neither. She could only stare and feel... nothing. A sudden emptiness had opened up inside her.

It was her first experience with war.