Myaskill

Where did all the music go? It was here, But now it's not? Where did all the children go? They were all playing in the streets, Now they've grown up? Where did all the flames come from? We were never peaceful, But now we're all gone? This world burns eternally, A monument, To the wasted lives of mankind, To all who died in vain, To all those left behind, To one mans desire, To one mans lust for power. Our greatest achievement, Not a cure for disease, Not an end to hunger, Not a safer planet, Not an end to poverty. An end... To us. Where did all the music go?

                                             The Longest Journey...                                             Part 12… The Magnificent Escape of Karn                                                    (By Myaskill) As the cell door creaked open, Karn knew his time had come. He had a death sentence hanging over him, and knew they were coming to bring him to the Wall. He sighed, and stood up shakily. The master of the keys, Seran, was approaching him with an apologetic look. Karn knew the man, and had known him for close to nine years, the nine years he'd been rotting away in his cell, awaiting his execution. And here he was, abou

This is how the world ends... A string-less piano, ruins all around. A mind of its own, a painless death. A puppet, without the puppeteer. This is how the world ends... A dark staircase, an endless corridor. An army with no general, a hopeless war. A letter on the street, with no address. This is how the world ends... Is this bliss, or am I insane?