TheHoverpope/Ka

TheHoverpope
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Ka, the Sleeping Madness

Before time, there was a dream of Hegra named Eshelle, and she was the creation of new things in the mind. She died. When she died, Hegra slept, surrounded by her own confusion and fury, and when she woke, it stood in front of her. Ka is the nightmare which is not one thing, but the chaotic madness of a mind slipping away. Her nightmares are no simple psychological torture, but the very fabric of incomprehensible terror. The works of the other souls of Hegra are mere reflections of the horrors that Ka inflicts.
Ka appears as a body of twisting chains in the shape of an old woman, hunched over. She does not speak, but her words are heard. She does not move, but her movement is felt. She has no voice, but her song is a cantata of madness that follows her everywhere, that emits itself from the clanking of one chain against another. In her presence, the world is incomprehensible; the rules that govern it fight each other, and all is wrong. She may also appear as the obsidian stormcrow that rides ahead of the veins of Hegra that spread through the sky, and she does not caw but sings her maddening song.
Her very presence, the song that she utters, inflicts a magical disease of the highest order; it is a terror that will inflict nightmares that wrack the bodies of its victims. She is as imperishable as the concept of fear, as ever-present as uncertainty, and she feels every wound that was inflicted on the soul that she used to be - only her seeping wounds are covered in chains, and her whole body is enchained. She was once summoned and bound, and a sorcerer said to her, “Save me from the treachery that would be my end.” She could not speak, for she has no words, and she could not move, for she has no movement, but her meaning was clear. The dragonbloods came for him minutes later, and found him sleeping as his flesh wept from his bones.