Bedtime stories

When the world was born, it was born in darkness. Lost amongst the see of shadows it made a wish. It wished to find something so incredible that the whole universe would change.

That's when the first star was born and it lifted the shadows away from the world. Beyond the light of the star were many more worlds. Each one shining from inside. Soon it came to realize that light was coming from inside it too. 

The world was at peace for a time, but once again it became lonely, and so it made another wish, a selfish wish, to have something else to share with its pleasure. And so the first people were born. Their heart however were plagued with darkness and sorrow.

Seeing the little ones suffer, the world decided to share with the people it's light. For a time the people grew well, under the influence of the world's light they blossomed. But the darkness inside of them grew to, it's shadow growing longer as the people demanded more light.

The world saw this and tried to appease them, but they took too much and soon the light was all but lost. That is when the world took it's last dying breath, and gave the rest of its light to a single soul.

One who may lead the people out of the darkness once more, and return the light they stole, and make it grow again.

This bedtime story was told to me every night by my mother before she died. It is my last piece of her as my memories fade into the crumbling ruins of the world. Those words fill me with hope, that maybe someone is still out there who can save us. If so, I will have to find them.

Reviews

[Peach]

I almost cried, literally. You are so talented in writing. If only some writers here knew your genius and brilliance.

[Lucy Morningstar &heart..]

Woah. The amount of power this packs in a short punch...just...woah. It's very eloquent and well written, and I like that you've included the origin story as to what happened. Really well done, love :)