Dark Souls - After The Dust Has Settled

May. 11, 2015

Dark Souls – After The Dust Has Settled

Dark Souls – After The Dust Has Settled

So, here I am again, inspired by a presence I could not perceive, to write in this cathartic for my mind and soul blog once again. This time, I want to tell a story. It’s a magnificent one, filled with intrigue and mystery. Such is the complexity of its eminence that it would require whole days for me to put it down on “paper.” So I am just going to relay one chapter of my adventure, a short but very important one. It is a small venture of sorts… a trip down a wide, stony staircase…

You must understand dear reader,I am a very dedicated gamer. I enjoy my gaming moments under the best possible circumstances attainable, low lights and the silence of the night being key among them. Even now, as I sit down invoking the feelings I experienced back then I listen to the peerless “Gwyn, Lord of Cinder,” recalling the shivers on my skin as a silent tribute. The atmosphere is once again the same in the core of my mind and I labour to keep the bluntness of the world around me at bay. But on that fateful day, mere minutes before the end of my journey, I was robbed of all such decencies. I was expecting a visitor. A very important one at the time. It had to be done then and there.

The story had to come to a close. I once again stood before The Vessel, key to the great gate. The interaction command called out to me. It had done so many times before… This time, its call would not go unanswered. They say that Beauty is horrific in its own right. And oh, they are so correct. The staircase that stood before me was unlike anything I had expected. Its form simple, minimalistic. Yet the figures that inhabited it…indiscernible. Prithee, it’s not like I didn’t KNOW what they were… or once had been. It’s the essence of their presence that drives the wedge deep into the Mind’s Eye, invoking a sense of loneliness and… wonder. After the majestic leap inThe Heart of Darknessyou are finally standing before the final stretch. And it all seems so unbelievably surprising, so… different. I stood there, motionless. I started walking down, slowly as if I was about to be beset by something unknown and formless. Each step another moment of clarity, of recollection and a sense of accomplishment.

Venturing through that final cavern was as magnificent a voyage as the rest of my experiences in Lordran combined. Suddenly, I knew what the feeling was all about:I shall see The End. It will be years before the next trip… The moment before me will mark the finale. I reach for the fog… it’s white and shuddering like all the others before it. But this one is unique. This, is, the LAST one. I pass through and my senses heighten, the finality of that which lies before me makes my heart pump faster. It is the apex, the absolution and primordial sin. I am there to finish… it. But do I have to. Do I NEED to?

After a little while it is done. I make a choice of grand importance and sit back, watching the fires consume me and the credits roll as I try to realize the magnitude of this offering’s greatness. I am motionless. Breathing slowly, drenched in serenity. So much time has passed, and as I stare at the empty cell in which I am drown once again, beginning anew a thought crosses my mind…

I had been expecting someone that evening…