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Six stones,
all unique in their
own special ways.
The first two
to be awakened
worked hand in hand.
They did not
like being used
in such a cruel fashion.
But the stones
did not have mouths to
use nor legs to walk with.
Space and Mind kept
quiet. Obedient and deadly,
until something extraordinary occured.
Mind was fashioned
into the head of some
sort of humanoid robot.
Whilst Space was whisked away
by the one whom they were bestowed
upon. Space decided she liked the god.
All was calm for the Stones
while the creatures continued
their frantic search for the rest.
Then came Reality.
Red and bright, confusing
and untrustworthy. A gem.
Given to the collector for
"safekeeping." Though Reality
knew there was nothing safe about it.
Power was next in line.
Strong enough to destroy,
a force to be reckoned with.
She could
destroy the wielder if
they were not tough enough.
Time, he was quite the
special one. His job was not to
twist and confuse, or obliterate and take.
He was his name, and when
the wizard picked up his container,
he knew the man would not fail him.
But little did Time know. The
stones knew nothing , just that they
did not wish to be the cause of destruction.
Soul. She was the fairest of the all,
but the most painful one. That's why no one
sought her out, unless they were very desperate.
After their creation, they knew
very well their reunion would result in
an unimaginable carnage and demolition.
So, when the Titan
came around, collecting the
gems as if it were a game, they knew.
They knew.
yla3lecp (Guest) Thu 18 May 2023 07:16AM UTC
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