\Unknown Entry 2\
And the Heavens Crushed the Earth
Over time, it seemed as if the lands drifted apart. Cracks in the land opened into rivers, then seas which expanded until the other world was beyond the primitive arthropods evolved and gave way to the rise of great lizards, after many die-offs, that darted like bullets and had gigantic reach. The Tylosaurus zipped through the warm waters, chasing a large school of fish. All it could think about was how exuberating it was.
The entity could never let its sight off of a certain spot in the starry night sky. Millenia after millennia, that certain spot in the sky irked him. The stars moved across the same sky for so long that it could remember many of them. There was a certain star it could not remember, a new tiny speck in the sky.
The Argentinosarus stomped across the forest, its thunderous steps warding off any rodents or leaves forming the tops of the forest were best tasting it had learned. In the open fields, raptors ran around chasing prey until the Quetzalcoatlus, that old bugger, swept down to reap the half-eaten corpse.
During the wee hours of the night, when the things of the day slumbered, and when the nocturnal creatures peeked their heads out, a bright star, brighter than the rest and growing ever so bigger every night, shone in the air. The Argentinosaurus paid very close attention to this star as if it was a bad omen.
The Triceratopses butt heads in a feud for the mate, which comically munched on the leaves of a plant. The entity watched many of these feuds. The feuds that went on and on with needless animalistic pandering and ended in wasted time built a feeling within it. It wanted to burst out in some way at how...humorous it was. But the feuds that were covered in bloodshed and feral war cries, would leave a stirring within, something different from itself.
The ever-growing star seemed to outshine the rest. Staring at it so intensely, the entity failed to notice that it had shed its dinosaur form and into an amorphous specter that seemed to warp the air around it. The ever-expanding star would greet them by sunrise.
All sorts of desperate roars shot through the land. A wall of dust quickly approached past the mountains as the ground shook and split around them. The coasts rose from the sandbanks into tsunamis that washed everything away. All around these harrowing cries fled to the entity, which stood in the middle of the storm. Jerked from its haze, the entity escaped the dust storm.
There was another storm outside. A rain of fire and lighting shot down all those who tried to fly away. Why? It happened so fast that the entity could not warn everyone to flee, no, this was inescapable.
None would escape this apocalypse.
The sun had set for the one-hundred twentieth time. The skies were still shrouded by the cloud. Everywhere the lonely entity went all it saw were the bones of its friends. Why was its sight upon this world, when its purpose was to watch it be erased countless of agains? That thought pained it from within as it was forced to walk along.
But walking for so long was bound to get the entity somewhere. It stopped in front of a collapsed cave entrance with dozens of tiny cracks between the rocks. Assuming the form of an ankylosaurus, it readied the tail for a powerful swing. The entity delivered the blow on one of the boulders, collapsing the pile and leaving a hole in the top to enter, The dark cave must have been sealed for quite some time because it was...cool, and the farther it explored to cooler it was, there was even water dripping from the stalactites. And then it was heard.
The skittering of tiny feet and the squeaking of life echoed throughout the cave. Immediately a sense of exhilaration flowed through the entity. It rushed towards the mouth of the cave. It was about to break down the wall to see all these creatures but remembered just before it did. The wall kept the heat out, without it, the inhabitable warmth would flow into the cave. But with the dim light of the outside, it stared at one of the little hairy beasts that skittered through a crack. It quickly followed suit outside. In the barren wasteland, were tiny shrubs, just enough for these little lives to sustain themselves.
It was a miracle, a Godsend from Heaven! But, what...was God? Heaven? A miracle? It made up these sounds to describe its elated thoughts, that maybe it couldn't just have been chance that there was still life. Looking at the mammal once more, the entity felt a sense of obligation. It would do its best to keep this frontier of life living. It was an obligation the entity wouldn't hesitate to take.