~LizzieSpinelli (While listenening to "The Last Words" by Ivoryline [http://www.myspace.com/ivoryline])

And that world is one of millions of years ago. Millions of years ago the inhabitants of that distant world lived in solice, and the nature of the earth was a sanctuary from the hard work in the day. That world was wonderful. And in that world were people with dreams and spirits filled with happiness and truth. And from the moment of its creation, those dreams and spirits were the target of the Darkness. Destruction was key, and that world was, in the eyes of that deception, destined to be destroyed. Nothing but one thing could stop that world from damnation,  and the Darkness would never allow that power to be known.

And that world continued for centuries. Silently falling into hell. From one decade to the next. It was a transfer from truth to the abyss of the darkest devestation. And the people were entirely unaware, straying away from what they had known and loved. Never suspecting the trouble that was arriving.

The apex of the world had arrived. Unaware inhabitants saturated themselves in the images and fashions of the highest of industries and adopted emotions and feelings regarding the lies of the Darkness. The storm was coming. You could hear it. You could sense it. You could see it. You could tell that something was raging on the inside. The world was crumbling, and it was time for something to be done. The Darkness’s deception had not been invisible; it had only been ignored. And because of that world’s ignorance the world was decieved. The people were dead and death was the only citizen of that world.

And that world was Earth.

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