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The eyes of a deathworld monster
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Ninja edit: Some typos. English is my third language.
This was inspired by the message of the Grizzly man:"One of the most profound themes in Grizzly Man is the overwhelming indifference of nature. " What happens when a higher being comes in contact with us in the future?
The room stank. There was smoke floating in the air and it made the ambient lighting cast odd colours on the otherwise matte surfaces of the room. It wasn't enough that the beast in the room stank of bitter sweat and fear, but there was also the sharp smoke from the glowing ember of the brittle stick it was inhaling. Fucking disgusting.
Aethel grimaced as she walked into the room. It was her part as inquisitor to examine, categorize and judge the lowers as they were found and assimilated, but it was never pleasant. It was the moist rankness, their stech, the sharp smell of biological odours that made it revolting every time. The more they were pressed, the worse they stank. That was her test, every time through all her endless years as Judge. To understand and catalogue, despite and because of, her own emotions.
The creature had the small, noxious stick between its pale fingers. It had short, messy hair on its head and two gray-blue eye eyes with jet-black irises that had an unsettling habit of focusing on her like strange old weapons the moment she walked in. The bruising, scratches and mild bleeding from numerous smaller injuries did not seem to bother the semi-sentient, but only added to Aethel's revulsion of the creature. She could hear the moist, rattling breaths the creature was drawing in the rank air of the prison cells of the camp.
Such was the burden placed on her kind by the Broken Circle of Light.
Aethel sat down in front of the beast, suppressing her disgust and instead spreading her three arms in a kind gesture. As she spread open the ethereal pages of her assignment on the blank grey surface, she paid close attention to the two eyes of the lower form in front of her. It took a deep breath of the smoldering, acrid wrap as it tried to pierce the beauty of her folder with its eyes. Or maybe even her? It was odd to observe the almost dripping wet orbs as they changed their focus so fast. They were surrounded by two spare rims of hair that looked like they had never seen a moment of care during all their sad time of growth. She felt like there was something very, very old and something very new at the same time targeting and judging her. Out of all things, her!
”I see you have finally decided to come and engage,” the creature opened up. Aethel could smell the gust of air that came out of the bloodied opening in its face. She hid her disgust and nodded as she had learned was the custom of these creatures. She had spent time and time after time studying what had been discovered and dissected of their kind and was well prepared for the first contact with them, despite her personal opinion on their ilk.
”Our understanding is that you have managed to breach the limits of your local solar system. That places you under the jusridiction of the Culling of the Void. We will decide if your will add to the light or be judged to dimini-”
”Fuck you,” the animal interruped her, but not with what she would interpret as hostility. Its words were at odds with the tone of the words and the expression. The lower seemed oddly not hostile or condencending, but something else that struck a nerve in her. The wet eyes were unsettlingly old and cold through the thickening veil of bitter smoke. She could make out the thin network of red veins from the pink corners to the broken patterns of the odd blue shapes encircling the void in the middle. His remark, however, felt like a small cold worm at the bottom of her feet.
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