Edge of the Universe
325 Words
In the barren terrain of ice
Her hands grip firmly on the dice
In which God would say
Why don't you simply send a pray
But, what is its worth
For she had not once voice since birth
Should she believe
or should she leave
And with a single roll
She watches as it stroll
She could hear it, laughter
And now she fears what may come after
Her heart burns
And it yearns
For the light of memories
But now, everything blurs
His hands
His lips
His eyes
She's devoid of colors
He was a vision of the morning birth
Allowing the light to ink through her vision
He told her, he would wait
Wait until he's old and grey
His heart will never stray
He wants her
She wants him
The worlds did not want them
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Places of barrens and fill with life. Some frozen in the darkness underneath the ice, some forever blaze underneath the stars—ocean of dead, lands of lives. Fear in the air breathes into our lungs, happiness glazes into the soul.
Two sides of the same mirror can never be layered.
Not one is the same, but both races toward the unknown.
All which holds a beauty in which men have not found, nor will his moral lives extend enough to do.
Within the mind of every child, but forgotten with time.
There's a rumor.
A small whisper of a delicate history.
A time in which two worlds were one - they say it still is.
But you'll have to find it.
No, it'll find you.
The link.
The crossover.
The bridge between the two worlds.
One in which magical creatures roam the heavens and another expelled forever.
Perhaps, that is the reason why.
Why they said: "Everyone has a bit of magic inside of them."
And as she stands at the edge of the universe, in nothing but coldness, she understood the reasoning of existence.
- Writer
