Post by twilight on Jun 26, 2019 13:02:29 GMT -5
The year is 1287. Kublai Khan had defeated the Moors in battle, held back the invaders from Europe. Wine had been fermented in different ways, to make it last long and to many taste better. The great flood in Scotland drowned over 50000 people and the church created Catholicism. The world had been created in the vision of the church.
I was 12 years old this year of our lord. We lived on the Caspian sea, we harvested eels and grew olives. We made a good living. Many times I wondered what else there was in the world. I wanted to travel the world and see all there was to see. But I did not even know what countries existed, we knew only of our little world and nothing else. It was a good type of bliss.
Living in our own little world with little to no regard of the rest of the world. My life was cut short by influenza. There were no modern medications back then, if your body was not strong enough to fight it, you moved on to the next world. And so I moved on, quietly and peacefully.
But my point on this is about our little worlds, the worlds we create. The world that is SFT. The world that now belongs to Reaper. Reaper where art though? You talk like this were 1995. Do you have a Eminem poster on your wall? Still wearing those old blue jean jackets with a Metallica pic on it? Are you smoking cloves and drinking Evian? You are a picture of the past and yet somehow there you are still holding the world title? The world is smaller today, and you Reaper make it seem bigger than it really is. So for that I do thank you but that is as far as I willing to go with one such as you.
Goodluck on Titans, You will need it.
Fade to light
I was 12 years old this year of our lord. We lived on the Caspian sea, we harvested eels and grew olives. We made a good living. Many times I wondered what else there was in the world. I wanted to travel the world and see all there was to see. But I did not even know what countries existed, we knew only of our little world and nothing else. It was a good type of bliss.
Living in our own little world with little to no regard of the rest of the world. My life was cut short by influenza. There were no modern medications back then, if your body was not strong enough to fight it, you moved on to the next world. And so I moved on, quietly and peacefully.
But my point on this is about our little worlds, the worlds we create. The world that is SFT. The world that now belongs to Reaper. Reaper where art though? You talk like this were 1995. Do you have a Eminem poster on your wall? Still wearing those old blue jean jackets with a Metallica pic on it? Are you smoking cloves and drinking Evian? You are a picture of the past and yet somehow there you are still holding the world title? The world is smaller today, and you Reaper make it seem bigger than it really is. So for that I do thank you but that is as far as I willing to go with one such as you.
Goodluck on Titans, You will need it.
Fade to light
