Nightmarish marsh, dreaded climbs and torment-filled paths provided hope by the end of the vertiginous swing bridge. A path of hate is interdicted and life is the new her, one of possibilities of her own, one of creation and love. A never before-seen land of wonder opens a new eye for guests, including her.
From grass, snow and sunsets to trees, clouds and farming, the land was rich in principle and powerful within its gates, for there sits Rex, the talisman of the great land, my arch nemesis… Rex was my opposer, my world’s Armageddon, my world’s doomsday, hopefully there’s still time for her.
My world is smithereens of dust, boulders of rubble, a beach of twisted wood and sanded rocks atop a once great empire known for its love, now in ruins. While his fallen land has risen again and stolen what’s ours, rising in a proficiency above the universe. But the only thing we want is to get back her.Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.
Her state was loving, but stubborn and determined, she’d fallen for the omnipotent Rex. Aeons passed before she’d reach me back, but the home of the worms had her tied back vicariously. She refused to grab my arms, refused to reach the sky where the sun was squinting at her, calling her up. I in the clouds was preaching too, begged for her departure back to the land of gold and sea, yet that wasn’t enough for her.
She stayed her attitude in the new land, never to return, never to protect my world again, never to save her family, never even to save her life. She was caught by the above and rose to where she belonged, where my new protectors kept my world away from. I got new powers to safeguard the newly constructed lands of new generations and new citizens. I named my successor after her and departed upwards, leaving my replenished world to superiors -and inferiors- to rule in peace. I came to where she’d come, I searched for over a millennia to find what my quest had set me, I looked up and there’s finally her.