Facets. Aspects. This covered a good portion of the description of its nature. It was a personification, just like its... companions? Co-Workers? Family? The word didnt matter, they were all the same, yet nothing alike. Humans would fizzle out of existence under their full splendor... and under lesser they were considered Demons- though they were nothing of the sort. To exist with their games, they set limits to themselves, and named themselves the Pantheon.
A humble name, truly, for beings of power, or such reality that their mere presence destroys realities lesser than their own.
They were six, beings made to rule. Over what was unknown, yet their aspects reached tendrils into everything.
They were Six. Six creatures, without gender, but still had the feeling of a male or female presence
-Game?- one thought
(In)
In.
In.
In
>In<
The gargantuan beings spoke faster than thought, and in emotionless tones.It was more that they knew what each was thinking, so there would be no reason to talk.
They argued emotionlessly on rules, and style of play.
Then we are agreed? We shall play |Endgame|
-(>Agreed< wink -
The light of the stars grew dim around the Earth that evening as the base structure of reality was rewoven for the game. Most noticed nothing, no birds changed, the sun and moon did not join, neither did the oceans turn to blood.
That simply, with the twinkling death of a minor star, did the game begin...
 Azzy Rael · Wed Jul 14, 2010 @ 05:26am · 0 Comments |
