The Land Of When

Written by MacT09

One of five reaches out, yet when this finger touches your heart, time flows in and out within the voids of water and eternity. When is the time that moves past all, yet when can anyone understand such a divine mystery? Such are the cravings of those that seek the waters of When. Grasping for smoke in a time lost within. Clocks move forward, yet break down over time. When the time comes for anything to occur, does your heart fill with wonder or horror? When is full of fear, yet so are four more questions. When will this fear leave you is a question that inevitably lurks around. Worlds and kingdoms rise and fall as sand fades into the currents of mystery and death. When will you fade is anyone guess. Hours and minutes pass by, yet the last moment is bound to come as you wait for the end. Beginnings and conclusions are the same. Both are known by one, and by one they shall remain. By a voice, When came and by the same voice When will be destroyed. Time breaks all hearts, leaving nothing but ashes of countless broken crowns in the wake of deception and absolute truth. When will we live is not before we die, yet are death strikes us while our hearts still beat. When will the answers come to you I cannot say. Answers lead to questions that render all meaning to life and death utterly pointless. When these questions are answered is rendered totally meaningless by death, unless the answers transcend the When that plagues so many. Six points come into one, both physically and spiritually. When will come for you, bringing with it the one that has already saved you from an end to the dreadful question of When?
When are we?

Mechanics & Inner Workings

When will reality be understood for what it truly is, and is not? Some realms like Hevel seek so many answers within a world of iron and smoke. Yet like so many questions asked over the course of time, many more questions remain unanswered while the few answers that are found bring far less wisdom then what was expected of them. For all the wonder that a world may hold, when time is of the essence so much can be missed completely as one struggles to remain above the shifting tides of fate and will.

Significance

Castles of sand fall to eternal waters just as storm clouds cease to flickers of their former glory. Such fickle things we are for asking questions about mysteries that will leave us when the end inevitably finds us all. The plant withers as stars as old as time itself fade into the blanket of darkness that birthed them into being. When determines all beginnings and ends to that which is temporal. Two sides of every coin shine and rust across one's life through its meager existence as blessings and curses ebb and flow. All rivers dry up in the end, and rime will one day run dry too. When is known, yet also unknown? Time... when is time? How we waste time chasing temporal things instead of that which is truly immortal.

Item type

Unique Artifact

Current Location

Carpus

Rarity

Many things can be replicated, but time is not one of them. Always fading, and always dying. A slow drip to a meager amount will soon wash away into the torrents of the past and future. So precious, yet so slighted. Such a treasure should never be spent in vain.

Raw materials & Components

Water and will collide in a darkness of unspeakable depth and chaos to give you a reality that you can grasp and understand. When is a beginning truly inserted into a timeline such as this? Minds and hearts alike shatter before such questions when they are truly considered in all their depth and mystery. Particles and waves of various kinds merge within a union of love and strife as whole universes rise and fall before your very eyes, yet such processes can never be witnessed in this current perception of reality. You can be whatever you want until the time comes when you can't. Is this a blessing, or a curse?

Tools

Words flow from thoughts that are hidden from the reality that was created by those very same words.