Through the
void, I entered another world, another
dimension, that few have ever seen. There I started a new life, met new
friends, and eventually even married. The memories of earth faded like a shadow
and at some point, I wasn't even sure if the
earth had ever existed at all. This was
my life now.
For a brief
moment I was happy, but then the war started and the pain returned. The intruders
destroyed the very foundation on which my happiness was built. They were meddling
with things that were beyond their understanding. Such a human thing to do,
don’t you think? The first scouts were kind and curious, but the soldiers
followed soon after. The sun bathed in blood and I was exiled to the place
where I was born, sent back to earth.
Now I sit
here, every day, staring into nothingness. I have become nothing but window
dressing in a world that has long forgotten about me. I have nobody left to
talk to, except you guys, of course. I guess that is why I am doing this. I
don't want to leave without a trace. Disappear from everyone's memories and die alone. I want to be remembered, to
leave something behind.
There was a
woman back in my world. She had long beautiful hair
and bright blue eyes that were ready to conquer the universe. She and I would
often walk through the woods and talk about all the things that connect us. She
said that the most basic, the most human instinct, is to create. To leave
behind some sort of legacy.
For some of
us that are our children, for others, it might be art, but we all chase something
that is bigger than any of us. It’s something that is always just out of reach,
no matter how hard we try. She dreamed of
becoming the ruler of a faraway country I had never heard of. Not because of
the power it would bring her, but because of the lives it would allow her to change. She told me that it was her
destiny. That she was destined to do this one thing, and if she did, then all
the pain and suffering would be worth it. At the time I was thought she was
foolish and arrogant to believe this. I thought she was chasing glory, but she
was just looking for a purpose.
I once
traveled to this faraway country and it had been torn apart by war and diseases. If she had been their queen perhaps they
would have fared better. Perhaps she could have really made this world a better
place if only others had believed in her
too.
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