A mercurial skull: for one who seeks answers about the Dark.
"What is the Darkness?"
You open your eyes and gaze at the heavens, seeking an answer to your question.
A searing marble dominates an empty, colorless sky in a world full of L I G H T.
The glare throws a shadow across your vision like paint on canvas.
You feel every particle of your face catch fire as your sight burns away.
The heat persists, though you can no longer see.
You know there is nothing to see, anyway.
You hear nothing over the roar of the wind.
Your vision gradually returns…
Something grips your hands, desperately shaking them.
Your soul is weary.
Your feet find purchase in shifting sands.
Your cloak billows in the wind, yet something clings to it, weighing it down.