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Wow. I'm back on DeviantArt. I didn't imagine that happening anytime soon, yet here we are. I never got around to exploring TWWM when I first joined. It's somewhat surprising that this group that I never got into is the reason I'm back! Well, either way, here I am with new motivation! Let's see how far I get this time around.
I'm currently feeling quite good. Let's hope it lasts. <3

Basil's masterlist

Soulsong: Temple of Silence introduction

"What a hateful feeling. No. Stop it. I don't want to go..."

Basil tensed his body and buried his feet deeper into the sand.
It felt like ropes wrapped around Basil's very being, reeling him forwards towards something completely unfamiliar. His mind was flooded with fear. The experience was completely new to him. He didn't understand it.
He didn't understand how his body could move without his command.
What was it that was calling him towards... towards... towards something? Who? What? Where? Why?
It felt like he was holding his breath. Except the need to follow was his air, and the longer he held his breath, the more desperate he grew for air. Basil shut his eyes as tightly as he could.

Unknown power flooded against Basil like warm air. He had crossed over to the conservatory, though he himself was unaware of its existence, never having been there before.
Basil opened his eyes. Upon him opened a surreal scene. Planes and biomes mixed together in ways that nature would never allow. Water and landscape twisted up to the sky like gravity didn't exist The sky behind a glassy greenhouse roof swirled in shades of clear blue and galaxy black.

Unfamiliar energies resonated within and around Basil. He felt the very energy of this world. Like salt water and fresh water. The energy swirled inside him. Layering together but not mixing. Yet this unknown feeling layering with Basil's panic calmed him down. For a moment he let his body relax.
And just like that, his body moved on his own. Following something. Paths shifted around him. Unfamiliar paths he had never seen mind you, but he knew the way. Or... the sound did. No- not the sound. The hum, the echo, the energy. No, not those either. The... resonance. The song.
Basil's very soul resonated in the same energy as the conservatory. It swept his being along, like he was a leaf stuck in the rapids. It sang a song.
Like the rapids, the tempo was... so violent, so relentless. Yet delicate in the ways it winded forwards.

Or... was that Basil's own song? Basil didn't know anymore.

His feet stopped just in time for him to stop thinking.
He awakened to his surroundings.
The sky could no longer be seen behind the thick canopy. Winding tree roots covered the ground and water had settled into the nooks created by those roots. Water that seemed to both appear and disappear like nothing. Bellowing rapids flowed from within stone, yet no sound could be heard. It settled onto the shallow reflection pools that definitely shouldn't hold all the water. Yet it did. Just from that you got the feeling that the water went much, much deeper.
White will-o-wisps danced on floating structures around Basil. They marked the entrance to something.. significant.
Basil stared down at the long, damp, dark and winding stairway in front of him.
All the noise around him had disappeared. So had the rapids inside him.
Such a comforting silence that engulfed Basil's being.

He took a step into the Temple of Silence.
This time without fear or spurn.

Basil wanted to go further-

Base Score: 10 AP (Shaded Illustration)
+5 AP (Full Body)
+20 AP (Full/Scenic Background)
+20 AP (Conservatory Bonus)
+5 AP (Personal Work Bonus)
Total AP per submission: 60

Base Score: 10 AP (Writing: 526 words)
+20 AP (Conservatory Bonus)
+5 AP (Personal Work Bonus)
Total AP per submission: 35

Total for me: 95 AP

Base Score: 4 GP (Shaded Illustration)
+2 GP (Full Body)
+6 GP (Full/Scenic Background)
+5 GP (Conservatory Bonus)
Total GP per submission: 17

Base Score: 5 GP (Writing: 526 words)
+5 GP (Conservatory Bonus)
Total GP per submission: 10

Total GP to Basil: 27 GP

Esk are a closed species by witherlings

Description
Wow. I'm back on DeviantArt. I didn't imagine that happening anytime soon, yet here we are. I never got around to exploring TWWM when I first joined. It's somewhat surprising that this group that I never got into is the reason I'm back! Well, either way, here I am with new motivation! Let's see how far I get this time around.
I'm currently feeling quite good. Let's hope it lasts. <3

Basil's masterlist

Soulsong: Temple of Silence introduction

"What a hateful feeling. No. Stop it. I don't want to go..."

Basil tensed his body and buried his feet deeper into the sand.
It felt like ropes wrapped around Basil's very being, reeling him forwards towards something completely unfamiliar. His mind was flooded with fear. The experience was completely new to him. He didn't understand it.
He didn't understand how his body could move without his command.
What was it that was calling him towards... towards... towards something? Who? What? Where? Why?
It felt like he was holding his breath. Except the need to follow was his air, and the longer he held his breath, the more desperate he grew for air. Basil shut his eyes as tightly as he could.

Unknown power flooded against Basil like warm air. He had crossed over to the conservatory, though he himself was unaware of its existence, never having been there before.
Basil opened his eyes. Upon him opened a surreal scene. Planes and biomes mixed together in ways that nature would never allow. Water and landscape twisted up to the sky like gravity didn't exist The sky behind a glassy greenhouse roof swirled in shades of clear blue and galaxy black.

Unfamiliar energies resonated within and around Basil. He felt the very energy of this world. Like salt water and fresh water. The energy swirled inside him. Layering together but not mixing. Yet this unknown feeling layering with Basil's panic calmed him down. For a moment he let his body relax.
And just like that, his body moved on his own. Following something. Paths shifted around him. Unfamiliar paths he had never seen mind you, but he knew the way. Or... the sound did. No- not the sound. The hum, the echo, the energy. No, not those either. The... resonance. The song.
Basil's very soul resonated in the same energy as the conservatory. It swept his being along, like he was a leaf stuck in the rapids. It sang a song.
Like the rapids, the tempo was... so violent, so relentless. Yet delicate in the ways it winded forwards.

Or... was that Basil's own song? Basil didn't know anymore.

His feet stopped just in time for him to stop thinking.
He awakened to his surroundings.
The sky could no longer be seen behind the thick canopy. Winding tree roots covered the ground and water had settled into the nooks created by those roots. Water that seemed to both appear and disappear like nothing. Bellowing rapids flowed from within stone, yet no sound could be heard. It settled onto the shallow reflection pools that definitely shouldn't hold all the water. Yet it did. Just from that you got the feeling that the water went much, much deeper.
White will-o-wisps danced on floating structures around Basil. They marked the entrance to something.. significant.
Basil stared down at the long, damp, dark and winding stairway in front of him.
All the noise around him had disappeared. So had the rapids inside him.
Such a comforting silence that engulfed Basil's being.

He took a step into the Temple of Silence.
This time without fear or spurn.

Basil wanted to go further-

Base Score: 10 AP (Shaded Illustration)
+5 AP (Full Body)
+20 AP (Full/Scenic Background)
+20 AP (Conservatory Bonus)
+5 AP (Personal Work Bonus)
Total AP per submission: 60

Base Score: 10 AP (Writing: 526 words)
+20 AP (Conservatory Bonus)
+5 AP (Personal Work Bonus)
Total AP per submission: 35

Total for me: 95 AP

Base Score: 4 GP (Shaded Illustration)
+2 GP (Full Body)
+6 GP (Full/Scenic Background)
+5 GP (Conservatory Bonus)
Total GP per submission: 17

Base Score: 5 GP (Writing: 526 words)
+5 GP (Conservatory Bonus)
Total GP per submission: 10

Total GP to Basil: 27 GP

Esk are a closed species by witherlings