Pax RP

She could see nothing. She could hear nothing. She could feel nothing. It's exactly here in this sort of place she'd set up a permanent home. Because it was untraceable, to her rather suspicious mind, meaning it was safe. But it's that very thing she suspected that was preventing any help coming to her. See, even though she could not see it now, she used to be able to. She could navigate her way through the gaps between dimensions, and land in others, able to see the fabrics of realities, and move through the weakest parts.

Yet, right now, she was stuck here-wherever here was. Something was keeping her here.

She could not move. She had tried. It wasn't that she had been restrained though, no, she simply could no longer move anything. She tried to move her arms or legs, to wave them in protest or struggle against her unknown captor, but they simply refused to budge. She wasn't even sure if she'd be capable of walking anymore, if she were to suddenly be free and dropped onto a world right now. She feared she had forgotten how to move.

At least it was hard to discern the passage of time when in this state-or was she somewhere time was different? That was entirely possible. Perhaps somewhere time had stopped completely-no, that idea was best not being thought about, lest she lose what little hope she had.