July 7, 2012. It was a humid summer day in Michigan. Things were going better with Noah and Wendy. They didn't hardly feel the shakes. I was aware that there were many 'jokes' inside the human consciousness about the year of 2012. Humans always feel and fear the Apocalypse. It is felt in dreams and whispered about in the shadows. That is because they die every day. Every day is an apocalypse. Every day is the end of the world. But sometimes things are different. Things change. Things we cannot contemplate nor predict.
It was on that day the world changed forever. I could feel parts of the universe break off and struggle as it dangled in twain. It was so large and so destructive that it shattered through the Earthen realms. An earthquake struck off the Nevada desert. It shattered the Western coast of the United States.
I could feel the rattling reverberate through the Low Places. Parts of Hell were tumbling into the Void. It alarmed me greatly. Like everyone else, I struggled to understand what was happening as it was occurring. Something was happening that had never happened before-- the spirit world was falling apart. We were experiencing an Apocalypse of our own.
I was trying to comprehend in real time. On Earth's side in active reality- on July 7, 2012, 'The Big One' struck and moved the state known as California. This created a chain reaction of events that humans were still struggling to comprehend. Since humans lacked understanding, it was hard to gather information. In the spirit world, the giant earthquake was caused by a huge amount of the Low Places falling into the Void. Everything was crumbing into chaos.
I was very much aware that this could happen. After intense study of the state of the Veil, I was not surprised of the collapse. The Veil looked like holey cobwebs in some places. I was only surprised at the timing. The complete collapsed seemed to happen at an accelerated pace than what I had previously estimated. I knew it was in tatters. I just didn't foresee it so soon.
Unless collapse had been artificially sped up somehow. I would not be surprised if it was Azazel's time meddling.
Whatever the case, I could not foresee this triggering a top-side Earthquake. It truly felt like a random chaotic event from nowhere. But I knew whatever happens below also happens above. The dimensions were realities reflecting off of one another, like mirrors facing mirrors. This was bad. I knew that we would soon feel the ripples in repercussions throughout all of space time. Suddenly, somehow, the universe felt a lot smaller, and I knew we could all feel it together.
Like the fall of the twin towers or the second world war, we would all bear the brunt of the scar that was July 7th in 2012. It was the apocalypse disaster they were all waiting for. They all predicted the solstice in December. It just came early.
I went to where it was stable. But, I could feel that parts of Fairyland were in peril. I immediately liquefied my consciousness and concentrated it into Fairyland. I wanted to protect it, reinforce it, stabilize it from complete collapse. Things were going so well in the relationship between Noah and Wendy. I didn't want the fall of Fairyland to jeopardize her consciousness. Since she had fairy linage in her background, I wasn't sure how it would affect her personality. I knew that if Fairyland were lost, then so would her dreamworld with her tiny witch's cottage be lost with it, too.
I knew Noah and Wendy were all right. It was true Wendy had family in California, but I didn't have time nor the resources to check on them. I had to concentrate myself on saving the Fairyland. When I knew danger had abated, then I felt it was safe to let go. Whatever triggered the Earthquake, it was done. Once the universe was finished shaking, huge chunks of it were lost.
We might never know the purpose, the reason, but at least myself and many others saw it coming. I believe it was a result of Veil loss. The Veil had been thinning so long it was bound to break in places. Now, it was broken and severed and it manifested through the Earthquake that destroyed half of America.
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I, Devil (a love story)
ParanormalWelcome to the end of the world! Sorry to sound cheerful, it's just not as bad as you think. It's likely worse. Anyway, I'm the Devil. With a capital 'D' and I'm here to show you the ropes. Like Paradise Lost! But waaaay less pretentious.