[Story] Council of Skulls
A meeting
Out of the nightmare space converged Abaddon, their Lord. He stepped forward in armor of death lit with stars, smoldering eyes looking out of a helm of obsidian-eldritch bone. Pale blue, the ridges of his helmet glimmered with the energy of echoing smiles.
The skulls raised in a semi-circle, one a dog, one a dragon, one a goat, one a cow. There are many others, each of their sockets rapidly saccadically moving pupils as they ingest information beyond the tower.
Metamorphosizing, their energy forms projected to become closer. “They approach the flank of our forces,” said the dog. “The treasure showers in fountains,” said the dragon. “The enemy approaches,” said the goat. “Our structures are strengthened of spirit,” said the cow. They boomed out simultaneously, swirling nebulae of energy forming the Underrealm in the bowels of the Earth. A precipice forms, piercing the surface as if accompanied by an earthquake. The Rings flatten the Earth into their forms, separating, surrounding a black hole no one can see.
“The cultural stratospheres M’Lord, a grVitational rrversal of treasure!” A skull erupted and slid into the surrounding Cosmic space, gleaming eyes bestowing crucifixes of light to collect inside the black hole.
The echoing notes of Hauntlyre panged, its skull sliding out of darkness as it followed the empty sounds. The webcomic’s clawed legs coming forth by the thousands, phantom humans emanating from other Underbeasts to shine the segments and illuminate them with energetic light.
The first evil cosmic entity descended on its strings, bent into its instruments. Fracturing, it was completely still but the eyes looked alive as it was swallowed by a million overlapping pianos’ strings. The partializing flesh matched the partialization of humanity which was performed in public school.
Cubes descended into its whining, winding internals as the status reports of the skulls echoed through, the verbiage booming far beyond English, but the internals of the artistry was something for no one to see, only to conduct into the visual events.
Up above, horse energy consumed the skulls, and they swirled along in private secretarial matters, and they gradually disappeared.
