As the rock man of old raced far and wide, they never left his tail pursuing him to edge of space and time. Where the water fell off in to the blackness of the universe, the flat world's water replenished every second creating a time vortex so every thing happened every where at every time. This is becausethey have never died, once they do the world may dissappear turn into nothing that ever was or will be.
Once they finally caught up, they called ever rusty shackles which bound themselves to the rock man. Their grip ever tightening, he knew this was it. But then slowly recognising his surroundings he found he was by the edge. Then with the most faithful step he walked backwards fighting the pain he jumped.
In a tangle the shackles let go letting him fall of this world...
As he fell, he saw the world swim before his eyes. Then BANG he fell away from the exploding vortex. Was that all I had to?? This thought racked his alien brain. Then with pang what of my child born of fire...
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The Rock Men
Short StoryThey are the rock people ancient as time but not quite as slow. You would think that they are slow, in the loght yes but in the dark they are father than the quickest cheetah. This story uncovers that of an rock man woken from an never ending slumb...
