Tiny stories

Armageddon

Armageddon

'Papa, tell me the story of the armageddon.' A child of the young asked his father. 'My child, are you sure of hearing something so... The fact it was...' The father couldn't find his words. 'Please papa! The other kids are talking about it!!!' The young boy pleaded. The father thought about it and sighed. 'Fine, just... Don't complain when you have nightmares...' The boy squealed and hopped into bed, his father sitting on the edge, wary talking about the armageddon. 'Ok... 35 years ago, in the Black Forest'

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A man of the age 20 maybe, walked through. He was on his way to see his ill Grandmother, he made this long journey because he might never see his Grandmother again. He stopped on a rock looking over the Black Forest. It was peaceful and quiet... Too quiet. He thought nothing of it and kept walking on.

Flap.

"Hm..." Must be a bird. He stopped when the flapping noise got louder. 'What kind of bird is making all that noise..?' He thought. The man glanced up at the sky and saw what no one has ever seen.

Armageddon...

Eyes red as burning cinder...

Fur black as a bears...

Horns similar to those of bucks...

Claws sharp as a pumas...

Wings covering valleys on end...

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'P-papa... What is the ar-armageddon..?' The boy asked during the story. 'My boy... Its armageddon.'

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The man ran, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He stumbled and fells onto his knees. Fire. Thats all he sees. Forest animals on fire. Trees. Even the water looked is was now fire it self. 'Is this the end...?' The man thought as he glanced around. Everything burning. Cinder flying around, ash in the air.

Snap.

He looked to his right and saw a tree had snapped at the base. Tumbling down... Right at him. Then blackness. Thats all he saw. No sound... No light... No life... Just darkness.

When he awoke, his left leg was caught under the fallen tree, no more fire was around.

All around was the past life of the forest. All that was alive was the victory roar of armageddon.

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'P-papa..? How do you know that story so well...?' The son asked as he covered up with the blanket. 'Well my boy...' The father glanced outside, eyes on the blue moon. 'That man was me...'

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So hey guys, first ever story.
Had this idea since i saw this picture. So. Tada! Here it is.
Let me know how it is, what needs improvement and most importantly
Make requests!!
Send me pictures of what you want the story to be about.

Well goodbye for now!!

Herp a derp