"Ah, wanderer browsing through the worlds far across, may I offer you some stories I've heard from the Abyss?" A light voice aired its way to you in the infinite darkness.
All you know is that in this dark and seemingly infinite darkness, is that you are sinking without any notion of space or time, infinitely stretching, yet all in a moment's notice. "Space and time is distorted here…" The voice rang out again as if it noticed your confusion, and this time you noticed, it sounded vaguely like a male. You try to talk, but then you realise: You cannot.
Then, you hear a finger snap and just like a camera lens, everything bursts into bright focus. Everything comes into view and now you realise you are no longer in that infinite blackness but instead… A sea of sand, and as you glance up, you find it to be a clear night sky of cool illuminance as galaxies unfold beneath your very eyes, shining in their radiance.
It's cool, you notice and you shiver. And you seem strangely calm. Then you look forward. That's when you realise there's also a campfire in front of you, sizzling with sparks and flames roaring quietly.
Further in front is who you suspect to be the voice from earlier…
[ Past tense & POV Change ]
A hooded figure came to sight, the figure merged into the shadows, the fire's light barely casting any light onto the figure who melded into the shadows, only a slight outline of the figure visible, sitting. With the sound of shuffling cloth and a slight sigh, the figure appeared to lift their head and ____ flinched as she came face to face with a mask;
A silver mask of unadorned burnish came to view, eerily devoid of any features, only two crescent curves indicating the presence of eyes were carved in.
"Where am I?"___ asked as she clasped her arms as the fire crackled.
"The Abyss dear," the figure answered, seeming amused.
"More specifically, in the —", He broke off abruptly and sighed,
"Well, you came here for answers dear one, didn't you?", he continued, resuming back to calm.
Then the masked figure stood up, revealing his tall figure, towering above, figure imposing and distorted, his robes seemingly covering the whole night sky, as freezing gusts of wind whipped around her silver hair.
___, still holding tight onto her arms, looked up, crimson eyes flashing, "What answers can you reveal to me?" Fear in her expression, she asked, her voice low but steady. She continued on: "And how do I know you're telling the truth?"