Man In The Mirror..

The room was dark, save for the glow of the fire from the old brick fireplace in the north wall. There was dusty antique furniture in the room. Aside from the dust, the room was clean.  In front of the fireplace, there was an old man in a rocking chair, wrapped in a blanket. He was staring at the fire and he seemed lost inside it.

You could see the sparkle in the old man's eyes as he stared at the fire. He was lost in his own world, and seemed to be at peace. On the eastern wall of the room was a big picture mirror that was immaculately clean. The heavy frame of the mirror was a victorian gothic design, and was gold in color. The mirror pictured everything in the room perfectly. It was quite a sight to see. The mirror seemed to shine.

The old man suddenly sat up. He had a fire in his eyes that seemed to come from within.  The old man lifted his arm up, and pointed the at the fire, and pointed at it. As if a man possessed, he shouted "That is it, I am out of here!!". He the wrapped the blanket around himself, and ran towards the mirror. In a matter of second, he ran from the chair to the mirror, and jumped right into it. The mirror made a tinkling sound as he entered it, not unlike electricity. The last thing you could see was the old man, in the mirror, looking out from it at the big empty room, at the fire place....

Cold Fire

The fire was greenish blue, very beautiful, very fierce and hauntingly serene. As I reached out, I could feel the intense cold coming from it, for it emitted a deep cold, and froze me to the core....

The Horrible Truth

The truth of what he discovered about his world was too much for him to hear, much less bear, and he promptly went insane..

The World Turned

Th stars were right, and the prophecy was fulfilled. The ancient text written on the walls of ruins of a long forgotten civilization glowed blue with power. It was a shame that nobody in the present day and age new of the ruin's existence, much less be able to read the long forgotten text if presented with it. It truly was a shame, for the prophecy foretold on the walls concerned the fate of the world....

The Gods Look Down..

The gods look down on the world they have created, assessing the beings that have since populated the world and built a mighty civilization. It has been ages since the gods departed this world, and the golden age of the gods and their time, and have since been forgotten, and largely relegated into myth. Nobody worships the gods anymore. The gods disapprove of what they see. The beings have no idea what is about to befall them, for the wrath of the gods is mighty. This is not the first time that the world has been cleansed of its people...

Age of the Gods

He looked at the ancient stone glyph and his face changed from uncertainty to amazement. The prophecy was true. The Moon and the Stars had indeed aligned perfectly. The gateway to the palace of the stars was opened, and the Gods were coming. The age of mankind was coming to an end, and a new age of the Gods was going to start.

It was In The Cards

He could not believe it. No matter how many times he shuffled the cards, and drew the last card in the reading, it always came out the same. The poor man broke out into a cold sweat, and finally accepted his fate....