There’s a humorous debate when it comes to darkness, that it cannot survive without light. Almost like Yin and Yang, the surveillance of good and evil, and inevitably we come down to karma.
Karma. It’s rare you hear such a word in a good light, ironic too how the word light comes into the equation when most evidently karma is the epitome of everyone’s terror. A hefty punishment for
immoral deeds, some may take it down a much darker route, perhaps to sought out true ebony, succumb to its wrath, accept its sublime act of endearment. The Devil is close when such a word is
muttered, but God is closer, almost in parallel conjunction to the feeling, the emotion, be what it may.
If a man were to take between his two callused palms the words good and evil, what indifference would there be? To accept all that perfection means to accept every imperfection, there is no
fine line, there is no ‘one or the other’, there is only both, wrought with the embellished scatterings of death and life. There are so many definitions, so many intakes, everything wreaks of the
feelings in an equilibrium when it comes to karma. Some may say the city of Rethos was a lost cause. Left to rot because of the false acceptance and tantalizing seduction darkness offered. They
were so wrong. Rethos, Nevria, Sardoone and Sera, four of the eight cities taken in by evil, because of the promises that captivated those who fell under the spell for a second, it was the end
before it was even the beginning.
Now only four cities survive, their ancient architecture and industry providing little protection against evils wicked ways. Felagar, Reis, Gordan and Vensth, bigger in size, but smaller in
stature. The only hope of breaking the impossible barrier that good and evil offer, the shadows forever loom, close…too close. Obliterating what they can, no longer is there healthy livestock and
greenery, perfect for the summer heat, the winter freeze. Only dust. Sand, woven, dust. It stings our eyes, reaps into the little food we have left and leaves us with little options. How long can
we live like this, before we succumb too?
Karma, you destroy us.
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