When you are ready to become the dreamer…
When you are ready to relinquish your sleeper …
Carve us out of our selves.
In the sun, she wields a bow, and her marksmanship channels the arrow.
In the moonlight, she wields the sword, a sword made of glowing heat, a sword with no metal, but only light.
She only wields weapons while wearing a blindfold.
Perhaps you already know what I’m referring to by now. It’s the so-called ‘God-gene’ possessed by reality benders. In the elder days, they didn’t need to decrypt a person’s genetic code to find those who possessed it. You see, those who had it were considered incarnate divine presences – and that wasn’t our ‘primitive ancestors’ mistaking parlor magic tricks for true power. It would be impossible to mistake a fully manifested Shining One for anything but a superhuman at the least. But the trait has been dormant in humanity for a long, long, long…time.
When I was a little girl, I knew of a tower that used to rise into the clouds and where everybody lived together in harmony and paradise. But the tower burned, and fell…and dragons were born from its ashes.
Leviathan would never be allowed near a temple, and Chaos was even less predictable.