Rays of everlasting sunlight struck through the depths of the darkness in waves of pure magical energy and enveloped the once dark world in light . At this the dawn of men and creatures alike began its way to make its mark upon the world . Centuries had passed since that faithful day when the goddesses put together their powers to form the land of light. One small infant made the last goddess smile and coo with a mixture of joy and pure love. The beautiful bundle squirmed a bit and then stilled as it drew into a deep sleep. Tears flowed down the golden goddesses' beautifully sculpted face and sobs rocked her body as she kissed her little girl one last time on the cheek and sang a song of magic and wisdom and beauty upon the child that lay slumbering in her arms. Then as though she was going to get caught she looked over her shoulder and looked down the dirt filled street and lay her precious bundle in a basket made of hay and placed a note beside the child . With shaky hands she pried off her necklace and put it on the child's own beautifully pale neck. In a flash the necklace disappeared and in its place red,gold, and silver markings were left behind. With one last longing look the goddess vanished into thin air leaving only the child behind on the doorstep of her temple.
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The Rise Of The Underworld
FantasyThe door shall be opened on Hallows Eve just before midnight and may the goddess protect those that go in... Haunting words spin inside her head and yet she doesn't even attempt to slow down as her hands brush the door handle and she is instantly en...
