Holy Stokes Pt 1 — DemystifySci

Holy Stokes Pt 1 From the soft dark he can hear the ring of chimes - quiet at first, just the deep edge of enormous forms, but gradually becoming celestial, timeless, holy. He can feel himself falling through the rosy glow of dawn, at it’s heart a pulsing seed of sound. His flailing, weightless limbs conduct the curves of sound into a rising tide. He can’t feel the wind on his skin, but it still feels like he’s falling, falling, falling into a sea of lurid wails that blossom to enclose him and..