Epitome

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Imagine a world where the everything seems to sparkle, the people benign, and everything from the water to the trees are different shades of blue. Almost everyone and everything is at peace and harmony. Imagine dreaming of the world, interacting with its benevolent inhabitants in your sleep. Sweet slumber. You embrace the strange, beautiful companion that always seems to appear in your dreams, sad that it is one-sided love, and that they don't really exist.
Only they love you just as much.
Then think of a world where everything is different shades of black and white, the inhabitants the core of evil, seemingly soulless and hollow, like each and every one of the dead trees that cast their dark shadows over the gloom. Think of dreaming of this world. Your greatest nightmare, that you desperately try to awaken yourself from. You awaken, drenched in sweat. Your pajamas and bed remind you that it was just a nightmare. Another fantasy world.
Only you were really there.

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Epitome

Submitted: July 29, 2008

Imagine a world where the everything seems to sparkle, the people benign, and everything from the water to the trees are different shades of blue. Almost everyone and everything is at peace and harmony. Imagine dreaming of the world, interacting with its benevolent inhabitants in your sleep. Sweet slumber. You embrace the strange, beautiful companion that always seems to appear in your dreams, sad that it is one-sided love, and that they don't really exist.
Only they love you just as much.
Then think of a world where everything is different shades of black and white, the inhabitants the core of evil, seemingly soulless and hollow, like each and every one of the dead trees that cast their dark shadows over the gloom. Think of dreaming of this world. Your greatest nightmare, that you desperately try to awaken yourself from. You awaken, drenched in sweat. Your pajamas and bed remind you that it was just a nightmare. Another fantasy world.
Only you were really there.


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Submitted: July 29, 2008

Chapter 2 It had seemed like the longest, shortest night of Emerson’s life, and he realized how fickle time could be. As he trudged... Read Chapter

Submitted: July 29, 2008

Chapter 3 Amidst that church in longest night of his life, Emerson was listening attentively, prepared to drink in Nephele words, hop... Read Chapter

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