The fall of Terra fortress. Prologue

Prologue

You looked around, but could not recognize anything. Tried to remember how you arrived at this place, but your mind drew a blank. You tried to move, but it was no use, you had no control over your body.

It was like awakening from a long dream, but nothing about yourself or the world was the same from before you fell asleep. You tried to rise up, but nothing happened, tried to look down, but once again stayed completely still. You started to panic, even more when you noticed that you could not feel anything, as if your body itself had disappeared.

In front of you some hands rose, holding an instrument. You could see the arms coming from you, as if those were your hands holding it. That was the only figure you could discern in the cloudy space you now found yourself in. You tried to look down again, with more success this time. You can’t move your head, but you can move your right eye.

Only your right eye.

“What is this? a new guest?”

The two hands let the instrument go and rose towards you, covering your eye, leaving you in complete darkness.

“Yes, it is a new guest. How did you even arrive here? Wait, you can’t respond, can you?”

You tried to say anything to confirm your presence to the woman that suddenly asked you, but to no avail. You could not even make a single sound.

“Of course, you are trapped in my eye. You can’t say anything from there”

The hands moved again, this time, the finger closed into you, almost touching you. You could see with painful slowness how it neared, but it stopped right before reaching you. She probably noticed that touching her own eye would probably be unpleasant.

“Now that I think about it, you arrived at the most ideal moment. there is a story I have to rell and you arrived just before I start it”

The woman took the instrument again, a cello, you could now recognize. She stopped just before starting to play it.

“But I still can’t decide where to start. Is such a long story and the most exciting parts are so near the end. I can’t tell a story spanning centuries from the start, can I? But then, where do I start?”

The woman let the cello go again. While she talked she gesticulated very theatrically, as if she was trying to entertain you with her movements.

“It doesn’t matter really, does it? This story has a purpose, and I can now see that it’s going to succeed. I’ll start near the end, and if I forgot any crucial information we can come back for it later. I’m sure you will enjoy it either way”

For the last time, the woman held the instrument in her hands, ready to start playing.

“Now, for the last time. My dear guests, destiny has brought you here for a reason. Understanding it is your task. It may not be now, but eventually you’ll discover what brought you here to me in this place where time and space have ceased to exist.

As soon as the first notes reached you the music enveloped you as if it was physically taking you and transporting you somewhere else. The mist enveloped the whole world whole you spinned around, dizzy, losing consciousness while a light started forming in front of you.