29 September 2012
(yeah, this book/story/thing now has a name :) not that it needs one, it's pretty rubbish but there you go!)
I hit the ground, my eyes still clenched shut, then I notice, this isn't snow, it isn't damp, its not cold this is...
I open my eyes, all around me Is green, green laced with pinks and purples and oranges, so many colours, flowers line the walls and vines creep over the floor, then out of the corner of my eye, I see it. The mirror, the crystal mirror!
I knew it was real, I knew it, i knew it I knew it!
I push my feet up from under me, struggling to stand on the alien surface beneath me. Dirt? No, Stone?
Once I reach my feet, still trembling from the crazy sledge ride, I try to walk towards it.. The mirror, I stare in awe at its smooth, fluid reflection, the way it shimmers in the light, I step forward again And again And again Ever getting closer to the mirror.
Then I reach the mirror, its surrounded by the most beautiful flowers, in every colour you could imagine, and some you probably couldn't, it is held in place by a solid wood casing, covered with runes and pictures, pictures of strange animals, people and right at the top, 5 rings and a crown.
I reach out towards it, I feel myself slip, my hand lashes out towards it, then I hear it, the sickening crack..
The Darkworld Chronicles: Chapter 4: The Cave Of Times Bygone • Opuss № I