Legends are not told in storytells for mere entertainment, but for truth and lessons. It unfolds and spreads it's roots through history much like a tree ripe with age.
History. Who pays attention to history anymore? For it is those who await their history to be told in lessons and legends. For history repeats itself. But who would know? Who pays attention anymore?
Books are of old tales and old tales are of cobwebs of words strung together, stale in the air. Fate had strung them together and let them rot, forgotten. Even when death has had his fill, his withered lips should not utter such ancient tales. But what ancient tales should survive such a mass sweep of history?
A key and a door.
The key is your map and the door is your world. Find the map and unlock hidden wonders caged beyond the covers of a book. Open it and travel beyond the pages of the world. Travel into a history that none may comprehend nor ponder upon.
Travel into the unknown.
YOU ARE READING
Into The Unknown
FantasíaInto the Unknown we tread dangerously Legends foretold we'd make history Our names written in the stars for our destiny Little bird, you shall surpass me
