It All Started With A Tale
Tale 1: The Beginning of A Tale
Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale. ~Hans Christian Andersen
There was once a time when the world was at peace. Various creatures roamed over the planet. Nature itself was a beauty, bringing myriad of hues to the world, creating such special scenery that no creature could possibly match. Centuries passed in peace and harmony. Lives were born and gone all in accordance to the nature's way.
However, things changed drastically when the darkness came. The clouds were no longer white and pure but tainted in dull greyness. Fields that were once blanketed by green were now trampled mercilessly. Their beautiful lively green was replaced by lifeless brown. All seemed to be hopeless as the sky wept for the deteriorating state of the world.
Sins chained the men. They were bounded in heavy shackles of sins, slowly but steadily turning a blind eye on the horrible anguish the world was in. Pride, wrath, sloth, gluttony, greed, lust and envy drove the men away from the flow of the world. They turned selfish and destroyed nature. Everything turned for the worst.
Lusting for blood, wealth, glory and status, men crumpled away. Lives were thrown away like trashes and the world was plunged into darkness.
Days after days, cries of pain, sorrow and despair were heard, echoing from every corner. Heart wrenching calls for the lost ones were left unheard. Screams for violence were everywhere and the soft voices of plead were lost in the turmoil.
Time passed. A small group of people began to realize that they could not afford to go on like this, not anymore. What they did and the consequences of those acts were heavy and excruciating. Thus, they began to fight back against the darkness, against those who brought about the darkness in order to free themselves from the long suffering and guilt that had been haunting them.
Although many fought bravely, none succeeded. They were wiped away and never been seen again. Their efforts were proven to be in vain by a group who went by the name 'Al Tharmen' that had introduced the darkness. One by one, the brave souls fell and hope began to die away once again.
Desperate people cried out and hoped for a chance. Their prayers sounded throughout the space, reaching to a place where no one could reach. They prayed and prayed for a change…a miracle. Finally, for what seemed like millenniums, a bright light emerged and hope arose for men.
Solomon was his name. He was a man of great wisdom and marvellous talents. Little by little, he pried away the darkness from the people's hearts and guided them back to the right paths. People were saved and they learned to believe again.
Their long closed eyes were reopened. More than anything, they were grateful for the light that was bestowed upon them. For that reason, they made Solomon king over them so that he could continue to guide them through the path of life.
All was well for the following decades, Solomon as the king brought light to the people so that they would not be lost. However, Al Tharmen was not willing to let things be. They stubbornly remained as a threat, luring people into the darkness.
Blood was splattered. The dark organization brought wars and threatened the existence of the world. Wars after wars broke out and everything burned in chaos. Devastated by the state the world was in, Solomon used his great magic and set apart the world he united, thus ending the wars. That, however came with a price. Solomon's body was at a limit.
Before he breathed his last, he left a guide for his people so that they would be able to live following the correct path. Even when they had stumbled into the darkness, they would never fail to find their ways out of it.
Solomon gave the world his wisdom and the gift was known as 'the Wisdom of Solomon'.
Even when the wars ended, Al Tharmen was not yet gone. They led many astray to the misconceptions of life and fate. Soon, people returned to their wicked ways despite the guidance Solomon left.
The spirit of Solomon still lived, wandering about the world as tiny life forms. The spirit was in great distress. He called upon the power of the world to aid him and hid away the Wisdom of Solomon, all for the sake of protecting this last hope from being corrupted by the changing flow. He then understood painfully that a day would come when the world fell into the darkness and everything would fade away.
Therefore, he guided a few men with steel hearts and strong spirits to build a country of light in order to battle against the darkness. The country soon split into more and smaller divisions to spread light and hope throughout the entire world.
And so, the tug-of-war between the light and the darkness continued for centuries. Neither side backed down.
What remained hidden till this day was the Wisdom of Solomon. It was said to be able to grant the greatest wish with its vast wisdom and power. Only those with pure hearts could see and seek after it.
"Is it true, Ugo?" A child barely seven asked, clutching onto the thick covered book as if it was the most precious gem in the world. In front of him, the man smiled.
"It's true. If you continue to believe in it, maybe one day you can find it, Aladdin."
The child beamed and leaped away with a bright smile, twirling a bit as he imagined what form the Wisdom of Solomon would take. Would it be glittering and beaming like the stones Ugo shown him before? Or would it be silky soft like the finest silk he touched before?
If the tale was really true, then he had only one wish. One thing that he had ever desired. He reached out towards the sky. Steadying himself, he could catch the blue hue of the sky though the veil before his eyes that never swayed, leaving the sky all a blurry blue in his eyes.
He had only one wish. He wanted to be able to see clearly and be rid of this constant blurriness of his eyes. He wanted to see Ugo's face clearly.
This is an experimental project but if I get enough responses I will continue ^^
Exam is coming soon. So, good luck to me~ I'll survive, I think...