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October 31st, 2010, 10:05 PM
First – there was the beginning, and everything was spectacular, sorcery and nature fought between one another as to whom would reign over existence, that was the world as it was, beautiful chaotic. Brutal and fair, there was complete balance which meant a discord, disharmony and destruction on a stunning scale.
Then – came the middle, the rise of Calvin. The man of iron who brought a third runner into the race of power, science and justice. The hand of the ordinary man was given its first stick to beat the old ways with and it struck hard, his purge carried across the old world halted only by the strongest bastions and desperate resolve of his adversaries.
With the traditional chaos so subdued he led his enlightenment. From the shadows he brought military supremacy through his machinations and social order through the steel gauntlet of a justice system.
Enter the world as is now, Calvin rests freshly in his tomb, finally falling foul of the fragility of man. A man of stone carved with care and precision now sits upon his thrown. A reverent reminder of who forged the world as is, of science, order and quiet functionality.
This is the world as is. That was the world as was. What is the world to be; perhaps only a whisper in a storm could tell.
This was the hope that the twins; Fredrick and Susan held. Sitting; cross legged, out in the cold as thunder roared above them and lightning flashed across angry clouds. What was coming now, the end or a new beginning?
this is finally a suitable character for Calvin to perform, this may go places as it seems calvin is a character who demands I pay him attention.
Then – came the middle, the rise of Calvin. The man of iron who brought a third runner into the race of power, science and justice. The hand of the ordinary man was given its first stick to beat the old ways with and it struck hard, his purge carried across the old world halted only by the strongest bastions and desperate resolve of his adversaries.
With the traditional chaos so subdued he led his enlightenment. From the shadows he brought military supremacy through his machinations and social order through the steel gauntlet of a justice system.
Enter the world as is now, Calvin rests freshly in his tomb, finally falling foul of the fragility of man. A man of stone carved with care and precision now sits upon his thrown. A reverent reminder of who forged the world as is, of science, order and quiet functionality.
This is the world as is. That was the world as was. What is the world to be; perhaps only a whisper in a storm could tell.
This was the hope that the twins; Fredrick and Susan held. Sitting; cross legged, out in the cold as thunder roared above them and lightning flashed across angry clouds. What was coming now, the end or a new beginning?
this is finally a suitable character for Calvin to perform, this may go places as it seems calvin is a character who demands I pay him attention.