He drew in deep breaths, each one slowly revitalizing his worn out body. But even as the majestic crystals shimmered around him, he focused his attention solely on the nearby way stone. The magick symbols would reveal the true path. Soon.

Power emanated from every point of his surroundings, enveloping him, and he smiled, a sight rarely displayed, as the veins in his false wings flickered. He could feel the fluid pulsing through his body, running faster and faster, calling desperately to its creator, and he was pleased. But he did not notice the golden crystals in every direction, spiraling hundreds of feet into the air, plunging magnificently into the ground, reflecting the Mist that swirled in visible eddies, dancing to and fro in an infinite abyss of dazzling light.

You shall soon know all, the voice resounded, and Truth, the eternal ventriloquist, could be heard in every echo, taunting him. But it did not matter. The time had almost come, and he would ensnare her.

For he had all the power in the world.

The realization of his proper place had not yet fully dawned on him. But it was there, always a step ahead, awaiting his arrival.

He rose from his rest and continued on his way.

He did not hesitate as he proceeded to the place of the Gods.

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once again, i fail to reach even a page of writing. this is inspired by "to the place of the gods" from the soundtrack.. that plays in the great crystal.. i love that track. it's so majestic sounding. oO