Calming pictures and items were placed throughout the room giving the evening a seducing effect. An old rickety rocking chair also swayed in the corner, and in it sat an old man who was resting his tired eyes. Two children of early teenage years poked their head through the doorway, looking for something. This something was special.. as it told stories of a very magical place. The two teens entered the room, searching for the gray covered book named Darkworld. Before they could reach it, a rough voice spoke up. "Tomas and Sally Valor, what are you doing?" The old man asked in a strict, yet calm tone.The kids soon replied, eagerness laced in their thoughts, "Grandpa," One of them began. "We want to know more about this part of our history."The old man let out a soft chuckle, knowing that the children had tried almost every night to come down and read the book. "Ah. So be it." He said. "But just promise not to tell your mother."As soon as the old man opened the book, the air in the room changed. It was no longer warm and welcoming... But it was filled with an erie displeasure that gave the children goosebumps. The old man slightly closed the book, titling his head in question. "Are you sure you want me to read this book, children?" He asked voice booming throughout the room.And despite the horrid vibes the book and the room combined have off, they let out a breathy excited, "Yes."
YOU ARE READING
Darkworld a story of AMS's demigod story
FantastikLet me tell you a story my child the story of the gods and titans fighting for control of not only the world but the universe it self... No one knows what will happen but dear listeners *twinkle in the olds mans eye* you will want to stay and hear...
