[decided to rewrite the story. I think I'll be changing the name(not sure) but hope you like this version more]
~War. The concept that's been plastered into the minds of those who want peace. It can fix, but at a costly price. But more often then not, it destroys. Trust, relations, forgiveness, all dead things on a battle field.
That's how the world separated. The fear, the anger, the jealousy. Factors that make up a war and helped the split. Drastic measures are brought at ever war. Death, suffering. The agony from every cry that escapes the lips of the unfortunate. This is where the story forms and where it ends for others. ~
The forest's shadows coward away from the light that threatened its domain. Many years had passed, the light, the only thing remaining the same. Legends and myths said it to be a weapon of destruction but slowly those who believed in this died away, the story with them....
Bright flashes of red sparkled in the sunlight that snuck it's way through the trees. The vibrate colors moved deeper into the maze of trees, one ahead of the other.
A small voice had made its appearance. It was high and innocent.
"Mama, where is it?"
"A little further."
The voices quieted as the crunch of foot steps took over. The forest was silent, no sign of wildlife was heard or seen. But creatures, unknown to the human eye, for no one has lived to tell of their appearance, lurk in the shadows.
[eh. For now. Compare this to the old ;) ]
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Nala: Last of the Heavens
FantasyWar. The concept that's been plastered into the minds of those who want peace. It can fix, but at a costly price. But more often then not, it destroys trust, relations, forgiveness.
