By STEVIE WEBER
Staff Writer
How would it all end if they were the only one watching? Would the earth burn to the ground? Would they be encapsulated by an all consuming void? Would it all be in their mind? Or would reality bend as fate would will it? These thoughts occurred to Them on the pointless walk to a hill located in a wretched land no mortal sought to wander. This plane was one of color, unlike the outer depths they traversed. It was a time and place only they had the strings to marionette. Or were they the one manipulated? Only the majesty of fate could tell the truth. Though, they enjoyed the thought that they had no control. It took a heavy pressure off their chest, one that had encased Them in an armor of utmost protection. Alas, it seemed to have the opposite effect. A chill swept up their spine and into the air around Them. It had a hint of lilac. As did the sky, so it seemed. That was the least of their concerns. Were they even concerned? Was it a comfort that was which to come? Possibly. The sky grew increasingly more mauve. Slowly, their gaze turned upwards, as the subtle choir of the end began to sing.
i cant wait