The message came when the moon was high in the sky above ground. Across the coves across the world, a single persons eyes glazed over white, and their voice echoed over for all to hear, and the prophecy of the gods spilled out. "The world has burned and ceased. The people who have fallen will rise. We have the Forgotten call. Send your young and your strong to our halls. We will raise them again in our image. We will wash the blood from your lands and the woes from your bones. Your names will be the ones known for our new world. Turn away from our call, and your line will die. You will perish as those before who turned from our grace. And our new start will begin as the Old burn away. Step into the new Day, and the world will be yours." And so it was said.
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In an underground cove, a young woman stands outside of the Elders Meeting Chamber. Surrounded in shadows she listens to them damn the hole cove, refusing to believe in the words clearly sent by the gods. After awhile she turns and slips away, not making a sound. Back to her room, to make plans of her own. She has lived too long to die because of her Elders.
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Middle of the Edge
FantasyIt's the end...or rather the next begining. Earth was destroyed by war and pollution, the humans nearly killed off completly. And those who survived the nuclear war, were wiped out when the monsters surfaced. The werewolves and shifters, the witches...
