Prologue #2

The last flame flickered weakly and died out. Leaving behind the whole Earth in utter darkness. So dark that even the eyes of an owl could not sense the movement of a rat. So dark it seems that the moon has abandoned the Earth.
The whole world held its breath, ready for what comes next. What is next they do not know. They just know that finally, the last source of flame had died. And that could only meant one thing. Darkness has gain yet another victory.
Dark magic fell off the sky slowly, just like a parachute. It make the surroundings even more darker, if it could be any darker. Slowly and surely, the sorceress’s magic had seeped in even the bravest heart. Fear, terror, hatred, anger, desperateness and selfishness slowly conquered ever soul’s heart. Even the sorceress herself.
The sorceress took a deep breath and laughed gravely. Finally, her dreams came true. But why was she not feel any happiness. Why did she not feel triumph? Why only did she felt so…… empty?
She threw her eyes towards the galaxy. There, far away, the sorceress felt the sun shone dimly, emitting a very pale light, as though every strain of it took a lot of effort. Finally, even the sun itself died down. Blackness. Darkness was everywhere. The sorceress was regretting it now.
A women’s high pitched scream filled the night air followed by cries of alarm. And the sorceress knew it was all too late. Simply too late.

TO BE CONTINUED...