#31 Forest
"You know… I could have another note hidden somewhere."
Just a throwaway comment from a fallen god. Dismissed as desperation. He couldn't have left any books. He wasn't far-sighted enough to think he might need more pages, and hide them somewhere.
And yet…
In a heavily wooded glade, somewhere secret, away from the prying eyes of the world, it waits.
Oh, the earth has piled over it and the seasons have passed many times, but to this day it is fresh and living in its temporary grave.
Slowly, slowly, things changed around this glade. The peaceful singing of the birds became more infrequent, until finally, it stopped all together.
The wildlife, with their eyes that somehow knew all the secrets of the world, slowed their visits to that place, and finally, though they weren't sure why, they made huge detours in their territory to stay away from whatever waited there.
As the time passes, as the world forgets Kira…
First the grass and flowers, they wither and die, almost glad to be free of the cursed earth.
Then the trees. Its power of death infects their roots and works its way upward, until trees that have lived a hundred years quietly and unceremoniously die, their living bark turning into stone.
As the time passes, it waits, and slowly around those cursed pages, the whole forest dies.
And it waits.