The Reality

Seraph

I rip through these pages with the Hunger.

The stories, the people, the essence.

They give me the ability to love my world.

I look around the land of Pangaea

and I see the cracks in our perfect civilization.

My people can not see the angels and demons

that tear at our society.

Already I see that the differences between us

that should be celebrated

are now the very things causing our utopia’s

downfall.

This man that I keep hearing about named Chaos,

he is aware of this as I am.

My people needs the stories to keep him

from getting into their heads…

Karen Weathers' Linian Legacy