……..from that point the City of Joy that had stood for untold time had given way to the land of despair and of the rivers of strife. The once grand halls that had the sound of children had been silenced the rooms of the fabled towers of wisdom had all but been destroyed. The time of light had come and gone now there was only the dark which had been laying in wait for centuries to capture and take back what it thought belonged to it in the first place life. On the hinges of the biggest war ever fought in recorded and unrecorded time what was told in stories and made into legend and the foretold prophecy of the fall of civilation as they had known it. Yet there was one chance one single opportunity for all that had been lost could be restored one day and it was in the hands of two people who had been spoken of in whispers and in stories passed down through time. They knew not of each other directly however they knew within themselves that their opposite had been born it was just a matter of time before they found one another. Life, death, suffering, pain, torture, hunger, abuse, sodomizing and rape they had to learn first before the lesson could begin. They had to been broken down to their lowest point before the final class they would need to attend could begin. When they had achieved the point of awakening they sought out and touched each other in way very, very few had ever done before or after them. They had played with one another they teased each other they were learning each other testing each other finding strengths and weakness in themselves and each other this was going on long before either had taken their first breath. See they knew one another long before time itself was born they had to wait till all was in place then, and only then would they see and recognize the other. The finest gift they had ever gotten was the ability to see and touch each other even though they were thousands of miles away and remain in contact with one another as if they were twins and were connected on levels that no technology could match. Their hearts were so powerful that none they had encountered in the travels could ever understand so they were still alone. As if on cue the search had ended through song and word they had found each other. One could masterfully put together stories and give glimpses of salvation through poems; the other could search their soul and bring song to how they were feeling. Neither never knew or had met their match till now. The abilities they had were uncanny and strangely erotic at the same time expressing themselves the only way they knew how had in fact complemented the other and increased their power exponentially to new levels that one had known and other had not. The game was no longer afoot the game had been played and won. This time nothing would deny their hearts or souls, they wanted, they needed to show at least one person who and what they are before the flesh gave way to the final door and the next level of existence. Their hopes and prayers had not fallen on the deaf ears of the universe it had responded but in ways that they never saw coming or could have imagined…..enter Brightwing and Nightstar….
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 05:46:50 +0000
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