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The Knight of Time and the Witch of Space
He was the knight and she was the witch.
But she just wasn't a witch who cast spells and flew on broomsticks. No, she was much more than that. She could control space. No, not as in space in a room. The universe was under her control, if she tried. Shrinking planets and moving around the galaxies was her playing ground.
But there was another.
He was the Knight of Time. He did not protect time. He controlled it. Jumping through time lines and reversing time again and again. He saw that everything was in its place and to say "on time". Time went by and came back in his world. Never would he be able to move forward, when he was constantly moving backwards and side to side.
They knew each other, oh yes indeed. They were together from the start, when they both were pulled away from their planet. They had been through death and war side by side. Her brother and his sister were gone now. The Heir and the Seer were gone. No one knew where they went. They both looked and looked for many years to no prevail.
The Trolls were gone to. The odd beings they met on their journey. They used to joke on how they were the first to know that other beings were in the galaxy along with the humans. But that didn't matter to them anymore. They knew they could start over, but it wouldn't be the same. They were all gone and disappeared. Nothing would ever be the same, not to them.
Now the Knight and the Witch were sitting on a star dust ring. Looking longingly at the new earth they had saved from a doomed time line. It just wasn't the same. It wasn't their home anymore. Their home was gone and never coming back.
Why they were sitting here you ask? Well, they had just found their siblings. They should be happy, but they were too late.
They found them curled up together on a lone meteor. They were alive, but gone. No one could bring them back. The blank eyes of the Heir of wind were looking deeply into the clouded eyes of the Seer of Light. The life had died from their eyes, and now only an empty shell remained.
The Knight wanted to jump back in time to save them, but the witch said no. There was nothing that could change broken hearts.
Now they were alone. Doomed to immortality and sadness.
But they knew they had each other. And this just wasn't a sappy romance that just happened. It was only them, one to comfort another.
Then one day some of their sadness ebbed away, was when they found one of their dear friends. One of the trolls, a hot tempered little guy. But everyone knew he was kind a caring to everyone. He had once been our leader, before the game ended. He granted the title of Knight of Blood. They were not alone anymore.
The Knight of Blood had spent his years restoring the troll race; it was now flourishing beyond one had ever seen. He had also taken to his ancestors teachings, and destroyed the segregation of the trolls. Blood color did not matter no more. The trolls were living peacefully and so were the humans.
All seemed right in the world, but not to the guardians. The memories of lost ones still haunted their dreams.
The Knight and the Witch would hold each other every night, letting their silent tears flow down their faces. Till one awoke from a nightmare, the process would start again.
100 years had passed and still the guardians lived as if only a day had passed.
But happiness came in the form of a miracle.
The Heir woke up.
The Witch was filled with so much happiness when she saw him flying towards the dormant star they were staying on. Filled with so much felicity that all she could do was tackle hug him to the ground. The Knight on the other hand just stood there and wept. Embracing the heir saying "don't ever do that again".
But one was still gone.
The heir never did remembered what happened, or if the Seer of light would ever wake up.
More years went by. After a while they retrieved the Seer of Lights body from the meteor. Laying her in a glass coffin like bed for her to rest until the day she wakes.
And that's where the Heir is. Still awaiting his loves slumber to cease.
One could say better things happened. Their dear friends the Maid of time and the Mage of Destruction finally appeared one day.
They said after the games end they had lost their way traveling back from the green sun. But still they knew of everything that had happened at the games end.
Friends. Loved ones. Brothers. Sisters.
And more had been lost to the unfortunate events that all started with a game. A game once thought to be harmless. Oh, were they wrong.
But soon the few trolls traveled back to their home far away, leaving the rest alone in their melancholy state.
Quiet, everything is so quiet. No wars, death, yelling, or bloodshed. Now it was just quiet in their world.
The Witch and The Knight, having lost most everything, simply stood still in time.
Waiting, and waiting for the day. That one day everything would become brighter, friend filled and happy memories. To see the day happen, when they would finally see their dear friends smiles one more time. To once again finally feel at home, with friends and family.
But for this story, dear readers. It just so happened, it actually did.
The End.
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