Between ourselves we ruled the world, killing and creating as we pleased. Together we created something so perfect, called a child. He was ours, he was perfect, and yet he was evil. Taking a grain of power he turned to world on its side, split our life source in two, now we have a sun of life and a moon of death. We no longer hold control, and he took that chance at more power sending the seas to chaos they clashed and exploded; now we have rain. Then he walked over our perfect earth as he grew, creating valleys and mountains alike. How our world looked! We made people to inhabit the planet and begged them to fix it; they became tired and hungry so we made animals as a source of food. Now they were tired, we grew lush grass for bed and trees for shade. Then they sustained injuries so we made plants that could heal and nourish them as well. We now have earth and it is nothing how we wanted it, its fate no longer ours…
 Picturesque Honey · Fri Apr 10, 2009 @ 09:02pm · 0 Comments |
