Thicksalt/Conversations
Reason: Needs conditionals on conversations manually filled in
KilledTau
Shivering stillness, coldbark pricking with each thump.
It comes.
LostInSoft
*the chime rings a long and pensive tone.*
How something stirs, deep in Soft.
KilledCompanion
*through the chime you hear an echoing cacophony, muted by distance and matter.*
How we ring with it. Your kicksoft drowns under the beat of our selfcries.
ElseWelcome
*through the chime you hear an echoing cacophony, muted by distance and matter.*
How we ring with it. Your kicksoft drowns under the beat of our selfcries.
Welcome
Who thumps my crystal arms, and kicksofts me at windfall? I feel you here, friend.
| [1] I am =name=. Who are you? | |
| [2] You... feel me? | |
| [3] Did you experience the gyredream? | |
| [4] I am to carry Tau's chime to Taproot, so she can leave Chavvah. | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |
Killed2
Can you feel the stillness? The drycrackle of space between as you thump my crystal arms.
Life flees you. Motion flees you.
| [1] Live and drink. | [End] |
| [2] Tau has departed. | |
| [3] Live and drink. | [End] |
Lost2
Soft churns Tau in beingstuff. She will -then, but perhaps not Taulike.
| [1] Live and drink. | [End] |
Companion2
*the chime is hard to distinguish from the rising cacophony.*
Crungled allway. Soft reaches through the bounds of everyshape and afflicts us with fireless hotbark. It resonates through Tau's cavernous absence. Arid tearsalt dries between the Lovers.
| [1] I have questions. | |
| [2] Live and drink. | [End] |
Else2
*the chime is hard to distinguish from the rising cacophony.*
Crungled allway. Soft reaches through the bounds of everyshape and afflicts us with fireless hotbark. It resonates through Tau's cavernous absence. Touchloss blooms, each facet trembling for shearpull.
| [1] I have questions. | |
| [2] Live and drink. | [End] |
PostQuestions
*there is an agitation in Thicksalt's accepting chime.*
Pluck the air, then, with your mouth sounds.
| [1] I am =name=. Who are you? | |
| [2] You... feel me? | |
| [3] Did you experience the gyredream? | |
| [4] I am to carry Tau's chime to Taproot, so she can leave Chavvah. | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |
Name
*Thicksalt chimes a single, outstretched tone.*
The naming act is imponderable. So Tau called me Thicksalt, one brickword in a towerful poem whose everyshape I forget, but whose flushing of Soft in afterfeel I am in allway.
| [1] I am =name=. Who are you? | |
| [2] You... feel me? | |
| [3] Did you experience the gyredream? | |
| [4] I am to carry Tau's chime to Taproot, so she can leave Chavvah. | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |
Feel
*Thicksalt chimes in bright tones.*
All presence is gesture, and all gesture is felt. Bat the air with your wildlimbs, press on the hardflats of my crystal arms... I feel it.
You must feel it, too. Or are you touchlost? When Dyvvrach is touchlost, when Dyvvrach speaks the millionth word and forgets all speech is gesture, a cord flicked somewhere. Then I feel the bending rush of grass on my crystal fingers, and Dyvvrach is touchkept again.
| [1] I am =name=. Who are you? | |
| [2] You... feel me? | |
| [3] Did you experience the gyredream? | |
| [4] I am to carry Tau's chime to Taproot, so she can leave Chavvah. | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |
Gyredream
*Thicksalt chimes in sharpened tones, then stills.*
You thump my crystal arms, you kicksoft me at windfall. Our feltdream did not end. I feel you here, now.
Before, when Soft flushed so suddenly, I felt the stones of war smash against my western roots, and the kicksoft of air unthicken into stillness. In the quiet black, I felt the so-hot burning of star exhaust and thrum of roaring vessel. Then.. too much was felt. Threadcount too high for my edgesense.
Gyredream2
...
*Thicksalt chimes in gentle tones.*
| [1] ... |
TauChime
*Thicksalt chimes in soft and rhythmic tones.*
I stir now, windwept.
Safesight at your passage, =name=. Thump my crystal arms, hardlift and backbear the chime of bright Tau. The downroot will tickle, but I am blessed in allway.
| [1] I am =name=. Who are you? | |
| [2] You... feel me? | |
| [3] Did you experience the gyredream? | |
| [4] I am to carry Tau's chime to Taproot, so she can leave Chavvah. | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |