Sepals of a Flower

[Abyss Spirit]

Silence.

A form adrift in the voids, exploring. Its minds undisturbed by the passing of the space it traversed. It sought to locate an inner peace, an answer to its learning. Guidance could only take them so far, and this is how they found themselves adrift into the Lambda sector. Somewhere untouched by the Shadows within Sirius, somewhere clean of the corruption and betrayals.

They studied the vastness, how they could shape it to their needs, how they could learn the workings of it so they could traverse the distances far better than before. It sought knowledge that had since been forgotten by the mindshare, if ever that were possible. No answer presented itself. Rather... another problem. A human one, at that. A mind, a presence that shouldn't be. Something alive, as far from charted Sirius as they were themselves.

Anger lashed out, took precedence in the minds. it sought to obliterate what it had found with no semblance of remorse or mercy. But the state of the vessel caught its more curious side; it was adrift, barely functioning. It was almost a wreck, with a life inside, one trapped and left to fate. In moments, the thought process rapidly pressed through various questions. It dismissed each even as it pondered its options, answering its own intrigue before moving on. Its anger subsided, giving way to more tangible use of this shadow's life.

They knew of the anomaly that had wrecked their shell, They knew the damage was severe enough to be dangerous. Yet, They knew also that this was an opportunity to gain. A soul adrift, a soul that could serve the Void, a soul that could become useful to Them. A fleeting moment passed, then the minds' curiosity made way for contentment.