Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2013 17:33:52 GMT -5
The Evil That Judges Evil
"Future World"
"What is Envy without Pride? Gluttony without Lust? Anger without greed?Sloth without Wrath?"
A blind man once told me the story of Icarus a young man troubled by the mistakes of his father he tried to escape the trials and tribulations and ignored instructions not to fly too close to the sun. The pilfered feathers slowly began to tear away like rain-drops to the sea the wax following suit oozing as the ardour of heat began to rip apart the very wings that gave him flight until there was no more and the hopes of dreams of Icarus faded into shivering abyss. He said till this day his feathers preordain each reckoning moments of our lives through the great beyond. I laughed a bellyful as I thought, " Interesting, what else can a myth hold besides false hope.". but my emerald green eyes said another. From that day I actually began to believe him each moment is weaved by a single feather drenched in hopes and dreams that failed, but with his single perched failure lies a delicate truth between lies and truths that bring people together.
These feathers bring can bring both destruction and happiness, but no one can truly know what the future may bring in a world of
The day was young barely a minute had passed before the shadow of the dial turned as the sun begun to rise in the distance. Its lovely light perched against Sebastian's flesh as he sat along the roof of a abandoned building. He began to yawn before standing up and stretching outward the wind slowly passing across his skin as he stared towards the sun putting on a shirt that blatantly showed his schools insignia in bold red and hooked his messenger bag across his chest.
" First day out of that academy! Time for some quest!" He hopped off the side of the one-story building and took the streets calmly with his hands in his pocket he looked around happily a soaring smile placed across his suckle pink lips as he watched the storekeepers stand in front of each of there stores and joyfully beckon for customers and tell tales of each of their wares.
He happened to walk into a nearby Accessory shop and looked around at each item from the stone ores, to the basic molds, and the empty glass bottles used to craft potent potions. His eyes danced in wonderment and amazement that one day he could make something himself and maybe sell it or use it for himself.