- I felt like doing something and I needed to work on my writing, so I wrote this. It's not big, but I hope someone enjoys it. I may or may not write more... It depends on... Stuff. This is my first attempt at fanfiction, so I wouldn't mind some advice. No promise that I'll follow it, however. -

No voice to cry, yet I wept.

No will to break, yet I struggled.

Neither heart nor nerve, yet I felt.

No mind to think, yet I thought.

I am hollow, heartless, a vessel, or so I was taught.

That was a long time ago. Before my father abandoned me. Before Hallownest was brought to ruin. I have since sought the truth and found it: I am not hollow, not anymore.

Now I am full… of curiosities and desires. I am full, despite the void that birthed me. I feel warmth, despite the cold of its embrace. Like a mother, it took me in, and I received it. I became the cold that warms me. My brother before me took in the light that plagued their dreams, just as I have now embraced the void. He remained the Hollow Knight, while I became the Vessel of Void. But I, like him, slept: He, sealed within his black egg, and I, locked away in the deepest reaches of the abyss. Until the presence of another woke me: one like us, a familiar creature, a ghost of our shared past.