The King of ChaosA Story by CatIt's the end of the world and the king of chaos is having a discussion with his chancellorThe King was as calm as ever, his chancellor paced anxiously.” “The time is approaching Sire, What will you do?” “What does it matter what I do or don’t. Havoc has stretched across the land, Disruption has destroyed all peace that once was, and Chaos has caused those once sane to go mad and I am the ruler of them all. Without balance there is disorder, where there is disorder there is confusion, where there is confusion, there is madness.” The King looked over from his chair to see his weary chancellor. “Let me ask you something, how does one know darkness?” The chancellor was taken aback by his question and replied confidently “A simple question with a simple answer, of course because it is dark!” The king then asked,“Ah, but what is darkness without light? What is light without darkness? With this you begin to understand the importance of balance.” With great respect the chancellor bowed and replied, “You prove an indisputable point Sire, but how could you let things get so out of hand?” The king takes in a deep breath before becoming deep in thought.“The people summoned them, with their selfish wishes, uninterested in the consequences of acquisitive behavior.” The chancellor then asked him in confusion, “You could have stopped them if you desired to do so.” The king sighed breathily before looking above at the people, “Even a king of chaos wished to be kind…But Maybe a greater good will come from this.” A greater good seemed impossible for the chancellor considering the circumstances of the current situation. “What could you mean?” Assertively the king replied, “Where there is madness there is emptiness and that is what will become of the land.” It seemed as if the king was talking complete nonsense today, or rather in a way nobody could ever understand. “How would emptiness be beneficial in any way?” The king closed his eyes for a few seconds before standing up beside the chancellor. The king took the chancellor's hand and rested it on his shoulder. “There is room to start over, to bring alongside memories, new emotions, realizations, and understanding.” “It looks like it’s almost over now, time to step outside.” Both the king and his chancellor walked towards the door, his chancellor allowing the king to pass first. Over the horizon there was a bright light, a painful light. And the people soon began to give up, their screams, muffled. The rain washed away the blood shed and debris of the wreckage. And in all of this the king calmly spoke, “This rain never felt so good, This pain never felt so complete, The horizon never seemed so promising, The people never seemed so weak. The web woven now broken, The web woven with deceit, Defeat never tasted so bitter, Defeat never tasted so sweet.”
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2 Reviews Added on February 19, 2017 Last Updated on February 22, 2017 Tags: fiction, apocalypse, fairy tale, medieval AuthorCatAboutI'm a little bit of a wanderer but who isn't in this world? Aspiring polyglot and amateur poet. Words are my best friend and so is poetry. Come get lost with me it'll be fun I promise :) more..Writing
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