Writer's Block

Chapter 2

The Grand Highmaster was rather old. As a matter of fact, he was the oldest living person in all of the lands. He had seen the beginning of Septimo Ceo and now it seemed that he would also see the end of it. The only chance that his beloved world would survive, was if the next generation of Highmasters could successfully pair with the world's life force.

Now he stood before those small few who could perhaps pair. Of course the task would be near impossible and might end up killing them but, who needed to know that. He climbed to the small carved platform that hovered above the small waterfall.