Vista di Sogno
Author's note: The song 'Angels On The Moon' by Thriving Ivory was huge inspiration for this piece. At the time... Show full author's note »
Prologue: AfterIt had been long since the Chosen One had last been Taken. One thousand years, to be exact.
But that meant nothing. The word "year" was a meaningless concept, as were "long" and "one thousand." He enjoyed the way they sounded. It was odd to hear them, after, apparently, one thousand years. He couldn't remember the last time he had used his mouth instead of his mind to speak. He also couldn't remember being the last Chosen One. Had he looked so young? So… substantial? What a strange thing to say. Nothing was substantial here. It was yet another odd thing.
The First Chosen One beckoned him closer, and he looked and tried to remember.