The Endless Dream (14)




A voice whispered in my ear. "This is how it must be. The fire must burn away everything and show evil for what it truly is".

"I don't understand" I called out. But the voice was gone.

My sight began to clear. The cosmic fire that had blinded me was slowly fading away. 

I fell to my knees, refusing to see the beautiful pastel world laid bare before me. 

No color. No beauty. The whisper of a breeze stirring the smoke from a decimated world. 

My world.

My Universe

Why? 





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