Tuesday, September 13, 2005
The dark stone column loomed above them. Coloured to midnight, light was sucked into it. A perpetual black abyss that shot straight up, touched Earth and sky, slicing reality into a half.
Trees and water from lakes poured into this hungry entity, the unstatiable emptiness, never satisfied, uncontented until its gaping hunger was filled.
Never had the light failed to pierce such impervious armor as this. None had realised its existence until it had split the world in half. As the people screamed, the emptiness roared in return, with the whoosh of dying air drowning out all last remnants of a race foolish in its own careless proceedings.
Who was to save them from their folly? They had tried to replicate the dying of a star, and by the will of fate, polaritites reversed and catastrophy was the cost.
They had been fed their own doom. For they had tried to control what was chance, what was luck. Inspite of all warnings, they had gone ahead.
They deserved it! They surely did.
For not all can be controlled by thought and hand, in all they had wished for.
This death they had wished upon themselves.
deadnessmaster live again at 12:04 AM