ALTOR The Shadow Rebellion (The Chronicles of Ageron)

ALTOR: The Shadow Rebellion (The Chronicles of Ageron)
can feel no greater urge than to free myself from that which has
me so involuntarily helpless, but I am able to do nothing. I have
become nothing.
Unable to make any practical movement, and remaining at
the absolute control of the lifeless atmosphere around me, I cease
any further effort to free myself, knowing perfectly well that any
such attempt would be futile at best, and allow for the darkness to
consume me entirely. I release my mind from any further thought,
and force my mind, body and soul to relax at my will, ready for the
emptiness to take the control over me that it so desperately wants.
Ready for my insides to fall into a similar abyss of emptiness to
that which surrounds me.
Somewhere within my increasingly hollow being, I can sense
the panic growing uncontrollably; a sensation of which I am not
too familiar with. I have never before had reason to feel fear, and
the onset of this new and unfamiliar feeling is beginning to
frighten me more so than the darkness itself. I can sense the panic
growing uncontrollably, prompting my breathing to assume a wild
and irregular pattern. My heart is thumping erratically, and each
beat sounds as though my heart is preparing to leap out from my
chest, sick of ever having been contained within it. With each and
every breath that I draw, a short, sharp pain manifests within my
lungs. It’s like my body is trying to tell me something. To warn me
of an imminent danger.
As I am forced to stare helplessly into the endless darkness
before me, my interest is captured by the most unexpected of
flashes of tiny, almost indistinguishable light in the distance. The
sudden flash quickly subsides, revealing behind it two similarly tiny
lights, but of differing colour; one blue, and the other red.
Although only small in stature, their vibrancy is made more
distinct due to the fact that they are surrounded by nothing but
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