the sky is black and a drop of what looks like candle wax falls from the clouds and splatters on a table way out in a dark dreary desert. the smaller splattered droplets slither toward one another melding into the shape of an actual candle. the wick sparks on its own, just barely lighting the table where you can see the dust of the years collecting in layers on the wood. the candle then begins to grow, sprouting appendages. these form their own little limbs, as the candle continues to morph and twist, taking the shape of fingers and claws. what used to be a tiny candle is now a very large demon like figure with big black wings and white-ish yellow glowing eyes. standing a couple of stories tall, the monster hunches over bellowing and wretching. a small creature protrudes from its mouth, landing at its massive hooved feet, covered in a purple-ish black, tar looking mucous. the tiny being opens its eyes up at the beast as it shouts down at it, You are the worst part of me and now that Ive strewn you to the ground you will be nothing and I can be far greater than you will ever comprehend! With those words the gargantuan writhes and convulses. Its back splits open as beams of bright white light shoot out piercing the blackness of the sky. And as the sky slowly turns from black to blue, the demons skin melts to the ground revealing an awesome great white orb of light and a being with bright white wings sears up into the now bright blue sky, up into the now white puffy clouds, and disappears. The tiny little creature still left below, still covered in mucous, and now with the old skin of the demon begins to weep, softly. It curls up into a ball and begins to shiver. And as the cold wind blows the creature slowly stops shivering until it stops completely. Its eyes grow still, blank, and empty.
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 03:26:30 +0000
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