The Fall of the Dieties ;;
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Table of ContentsI. Ayumi
II. The Return of Sin
III. The Violation of Ayumi
IV. Left to Die & Living in Shadows
V. An Unknown Friend
VI. The Pursuit of Memories
VII. The Temple of Galadriel
IX. Fooling A God
X. Retracing the Hoof Prints
XI. The Truth About Gobardon
XII. Hell on Earth
XIII. Reign of Darkness
XIV. Smothering the Flame
XV. Blocking the Light
XVI. A Shocking End
XVII. Air and Water
XVIII. A Liquid Confrontation
XIX. Guardian and Deity
XX. Fading Away
XXII. A Calming Effect
XXIII. When Peace Becomes War
XXIV. The Final Battle
XXV. One Last Message
The Fall of the Dieties - A Shocking EndThe frayed ends of his sanity and mane stood on end as pools of electricity circled slowly as his hooves. Steadily, fluidly, the dark golden hair-like structure of the bolts seemed to be danced peacefully; they seemed to be much more innocent and docile than that of their intended purpose. Every now and again, parts of the beams would glow suddenly and then fade. It was a beautiful interaction, this waltz, but the danger within was equal to that of the deity that controled it.
A stitch in his eye worked without any sign to refraining from its constant twitch. The static smell normally made his nostrils close, but something in the smell tonight caused them to flash pink and his lungs to expand his chest. He was trying to detect something...something that was here but did not belong here.
He coughed but no sickness raked his body. A shiver sent ripples through his pelt, but no fear existed in him. Tazewell did not feel the normal emotions of an equine. Some say that he really did not feel anything at all.
He was the typical psychopath.
The....crow...paints...the...boulder..., he said to himself, but not really to himself. It seemed as if nothing in him made sense. The events that took place centuries before had left their mark on his mind and personality. He was unpredictable, dangerous.
He was different from the rest of the deities.
Silly Natie doesn't dance on Sundays, he said again as he sent a spiraling bolt of lightning toward a tree that had been hit too many times to even be thought of as still living.
Adelaide sings rock songs to the choir, his voice blended with the static noise that seemed to follow him. He kept walking, kept shooting bolts, ignoring the figure that followed him.
Gobardon preaches sin to the sinners while they play harmonicas on Ayumi's body. FLASH! An old tree turned to ash and fell to the ground and still the figure followed.
A red Queen from a distant land....oh, did she ever sleep with the leopard? He stopped, his eyes continuing to twitch as the figure closed in behind him and a bluish glow made him body form a shadow in front of him. He stared at the glow as his feet, fully aware of the danger behind him, but not bothering to take action.
He turned toward the figure, a smile on his face and his eyes mad. Laughter rang from him as he finished his song,
Good morning, Poison Ivy, I think that Batman owes you money
Shhh....don't tell the blind man that you stole his wallet
Silver and gold, darkness and wrath
Flowers look pretty on a coffin
Capone, Lively, Gasoline
Rapier, Siron, Sirenne!
Aprodite is a whore, you know
Ask the President
Happy birthday, ZOMG!
I know what you did this summer.
As the beam of ice hit his chest, he laughed. It was loud and boastful, it sounded beyond the Crossing and into the surrounding areas. Long after his form was still, it echoed. It continued as a shadow where a god once stood.
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