Timeless
Prolouge : Lost Soul
Author : butter-fly
In every book lies a secret that is yet to be foretold. Words woven with the most infinite care such of a
seamstress with her needle. Here, I give my respects to those who have spun stories beyond their wildest
imagination and sweated over a piece of good work. At last, the satisfaction of seeing one's story appreciated
is the best reward anyone could offer. My respect and best wishes for the new year!
The flutterer; Butter-fly
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I have lived longer than most and have faced the breaking of dawn for over a thousand times.
Ageless and tainted by powers darker than mine, I seek revenge from those who have cursed me to
live the eternal life of a lost soul. People, humans, vermins pass by me without knowing I am there
listening to them. I see the world through their eyes and know that it has changed. They speak of
machines which can do the work of a hundred men, clubs which I caught on as entertainment bars and
nothing of magik.
I long to see this world, this new world but I am here bound to this stone statue. Yet, even at this
spot I feel the magik of Earth weakening, the darkness itself lingering at it's edges. I would have laughed
but no one would hear me and then it would be pointless. My emotions have become blunt and dull,
I hardly feel anything any more, there is no pain, no hunger only the need to have my revenge.
How strange that I no longer feel the presence of the Darker powers, of the Dark prince who
had imprisoned me here. Perhaps my magik alone will be able to break through the barrier and I will
be flesh and blood once more.
My only wish now is to be free.
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Well? I know this chapter is a little strange..*sigh*