Intro to a supernatural type short storyA Story by Stacie Dayton
The walls around us rattled and the creaking from the joists that
held the long retired machinery was unnerving. This is what our beloved
world had become.
Living in a civilization consisting of abandoned warehouses and factories connected by underground tunnels. We Worshiped the Lesser Gods as well as those once thought to be fictitious during a time when man was naive. A war. The merger. The Beasts and their Keepers. Those whose origins trace back into the trysts of goodness and light. The never-ending apocalypse is all that remains of a life more of a fairytale than anything else. All brought on by those who couldn't comprehend our beliefs. Values started this war, just like every other. Now we can only hope those same values can restore the peace that was. The echo of thunderous boots permeated the silence. We were barely breathing. We had created this underground metropolis as our last measure of safety and here they were, standing right above us. We were going to die here. © 2011 Stacie DaytonAuthor's Note
|
Stats
168 Views
Added on April 4, 2011 Last Updated on April 4, 2011 Author
|