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Lost Paradise

Habitual__Worrier

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Habitual__Worrier

fantasy firststory

Long, long ago
A city was formed.
But was slaughtered whole,
Excepts two infants born.

The city went down,
The children left afloat
These ones who will save us,
Our last living hope.

Astrel paused looking away from the words that were carved into the wall. She knitted her eyebrows together and looked around her for an answer as to where she was or what the poem meant. Her eyes landed on a single scribble of text at the bottom of the wall,

"The story of Tanlasi"


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Note: this was inspired by the idea of Atlantis, so if you see some similarities that's why.All Rights Reserved

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Moth

They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.