The Tarot card of Judgement is dealt in front of me, followed by the Tower and the King of Swords. The Sea of Ice opened up, a new path to sail was made through the ice leading me to the Northern Glaciers. I felt the cold touch of a ghost touch my shoulder, as if to warn me not get too close to the Glaciers since I could lose myself and the ship by crashing into them. But as I got closer I began to recognize the towering glacier standing tall in front of me, a place I was familiar with years ago, it was the palace of a child I knew, a child I had forgotten about. Around the palace I saw decorations, symbols of stars, suns, and moons. There were paintings filled with beautiful landscapes, bright colors and smiling faces. Sculptures of heroes, fairies, and princesses. The child was the guardian and ruler in this palace. My ghost ship approached slowly until it docked. The soft illumination of the ghosts on board disappeared from sight. Only the towering palace stood in front of my ghost ship. On one hand I held a sword, and on the other one a rusty box with a shape of a heart carved on it. The small child appeared, not older than four years old. Scared to look me in the eyes, he lifted his frail arms and with all his might leaned forward, towards me. I felt a strong tug, then he turned and ran away into the towers of the ice palace. I looked down at both hands to find only my sword was left. Beyond Zombieland, Demien Sixx
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 14:03:19 +0000
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