Post by ★KAKASHI STANK on Aug 27, 2010 13:53:55 GMT -5
Journey with me, dear one,
Don't be afraid to take my hand;
Mysticism begins over the rainbow,
In this virgin land.
Lost hopes can be found again,
I assure you, I have seen a million dreams rekindled;
Love leaves a sweet taste,
When all despair has dwindled.
Take that knife away from your wrist,
I have come to give you the light of day;
You don't have to believe it's real,
If only you will come and play.
Many problems have confronted the citizens. The citizens of the Land of Amnesia, the Kingdom of Freyis.
In the past, harsh rulers, scarce food. Natural disasters, evil doers who took pleasure in killing the innocent. Some of these problems still exist.
The newest problem, however, is one that has never before been faced on such a large scale. A disease, unknown, unnamed, is striking ill plenty of innocent people. Disease doesn’t care who it strikes, good, evil, kind, horrid. It strikes them all. Only two races seems to have immunity.
Angels and Demons.
This fact has caused outrage in a many, fear in some. Will these races end up taking over the land? Will they grow while others falter? Or will the people of the races help find the cure for the diseased? It’s hard to tell, and other events are occurring, events that make everything harder for the ill.
As the switch from man versus man switches to man versus nature, which will prevail? Some people will survive, some will be overcome by the disease. Will one race prevail to take control? It’s hard to tell.
Don't be afraid to take my hand;
Mysticism begins over the rainbow,
In this virgin land.
Lost hopes can be found again,
I assure you, I have seen a million dreams rekindled;
Love leaves a sweet taste,
When all despair has dwindled.
Take that knife away from your wrist,
I have come to give you the light of day;
You don't have to believe it's real,
If only you will come and play.
Many problems have confronted the citizens. The citizens of the Land of Amnesia, the Kingdom of Freyis.
In the past, harsh rulers, scarce food. Natural disasters, evil doers who took pleasure in killing the innocent. Some of these problems still exist.
The newest problem, however, is one that has never before been faced on such a large scale. A disease, unknown, unnamed, is striking ill plenty of innocent people. Disease doesn’t care who it strikes, good, evil, kind, horrid. It strikes them all. Only two races seems to have immunity.
Angels and Demons.
This fact has caused outrage in a many, fear in some. Will these races end up taking over the land? Will they grow while others falter? Or will the people of the races help find the cure for the diseased? It’s hard to tell, and other events are occurring, events that make everything harder for the ill.
As the switch from man versus man switches to man versus nature, which will prevail? Some people will survive, some will be overcome by the disease. Will one race prevail to take control? It’s hard to tell.