アセンションシーケンス(introductory) by ｔｅｌｅｐｈｏｎｅブラウジング

Under the stagnant, still moon mirrored surface of the pond,
a deafening silence punctures ears, and minuscule life forms bond together, forming as one, then slowly drifts around again, hes fond.
Fond of the algae that majestically orbits around weak currents at such a low speed, appearing motionless, yet slightly stirring silt from foot prints.

Revealing the aged metropolis under rotting tarps, lay hundreds of mice, struggling over and around each other, emitting a triangular, subtle crinkling sound, its so nice
I wish to convert this sound into a tangible texture, to touch and to stroke and rub, I'd be overwhelmed with pleasure if I had such.
Inserting my hand into the writhing puddle, one I clutch, but the feelings just too much

Rummaging through forgotten equipment, I come across a skull,
with spine links, rib cage pelvis and all.
then suddenly, the skull lets out a boastful call.
A shrill, ear bleeding, mind shattering screech of ecstasy, it makes me fall.
I wallow in its sheer beauty completely entranced with chill trammeling my whole being.
A retired glow contours the skull; the emaciated eyes frosted with life, looking and seeing.
Then ending his call, remaining only a shambling, fading tone, resounding with a hidden singing.
Ensconcing itself into the meretricious abyss of night,
A faint, draining ringing.