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02-08-2013, 02:12 PM
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A strange shimmering, like heat waves from a hot desert, sat a few miles off the coast. The shimmering was huge, like a giant block that reached the tallest clouds and touched the surface of the ocean. Staring at the strange shimmer that was slightly off from the colors of the horizon, was difficult; as if your mind knew that it should not be there, so it tried to block out all memories. Fear does similar things to the mind; it wrests your memories and alters them lest the being go mad, haunted. Suddenly, the shimmering solidified, almost like the surface of a window. And a window it was. Behind a sheen of shifting off-white was an island, gigantic and towering with multiple spires of rock. Stone roads of white could easily be seen lining the trees and winding up the spires. Little huts were easily visible, and like small bugs on a wall, four legged creatures moved and bustled happily. Perhaps this is what the Time God meant when he was fixing the timeline, but areas between dimensions were often thin and damaged. When two worlds collide at the same time, in the same place, and in the same location, doors open. Transparent doors with seemingly little consequences. Tempting doors to lives and fates unknown, but what damage would be caused? What repercussions would this warrant? |
