IV. Awakened
Beyond the mountains to
the north, past the three great rivers of the empire, lies a town without a
name. Even before it had a chance to find a name for itself, Death took away
much of what it held. Only the stale air walked the short length of this
village, oblivious that this is where Death is born. Nobody saw Death take its
final form after its ‘birth’; even the spirits faded away, their essence robbed
by the hungry one. And when Death left to feed itself, the nameless village was
forever forgotten. No map would ever find it; no road will ever lead to it.
Only the sun and the two moons knew of its presence, for its shadow still
haunts each day and night in silence.
But beneath the age-old
remains of the town lies another creature, another unnamed one. Sleeping,
waiting, this beast took the form of a little girl when it was awake and it has
remained such ever since. There was a reason then, but it was lost, thrown away
without care, for it did not matter whatever form the beast has taken.
But the long sleep was over.
Something stirred in the air. Whispers were heard in the cave where it
slumbered, and it was something beyond the beast’s power. Following the
whispers was the stench, left behind by Death’s feast in a city a hundred days
away.
Driven by the calls, the
beast, at long last, awakened. When it opened its eyes, all it can see was the
little girl’s body still wrapped around its soul. Power must have abandoned the beast
during its sleep, much like everything and everyone in the village.
The beast stood up and
stared at the strange light coming from the cave’s doors, forgetting what it
was like to wake up in the morning.
IV. Awakened
Beyond the mountains to
the north, past the three great rivers of the empire, lies a town without a
name. Even before it had a chance to find a name for itself, Death took away
much of what it held. Only the stale air walked the short length of this
village, oblivious that this is where Death is born. Nobody saw Death take its
final form after its ‘birth’; even the spirits faded away, their essence robbed
by the hungry one. And when Death left to feed itself, the nameless village was
forever forgotten. No map would ever find it; no road will ever lead to it.
Only the sun and the two moons knew of its presence, for its shadow still
haunts each day and night in silence.
But beneath the age-old
remains of the town lies another creature, another unnamed one. Sleeping,
waiting, this beast took the form of a little girl when it was awake and it has
remained such ever since. There was a reason then, but it was lost, thrown away
without care, for it did not matter whatever form the beast has taken.
But the long sleep was over.
Something stirred in the air. Whispers were heard in the cave where it
slumbered, and it was something beyond the beast’s power. Following the
whispers was the stench, left behind by Death’s feast in a city a hundred days
away.
Driven by the calls, the
beast, at long last, awakened. When it opened its eyes, all it can see was the
little girl’s body still wrapped around its soul. Power must have abandoned the beast
during its sleep, much like everything and everyone in the village.
The beast stood up and
stared at the strange light coming from the cave’s doors, forgetting what it
was like to wake up in the morning.
huh
September 27, 2006
Interesting.
abangan pala ang chapter IV ng Lone Road! 
