The air so light.
The sun so bright.
Once you've arrived, it seemed like you never wanted to return to where you're from. No Violence, No pain, No tears. everyone seemed happy.
The water glistened and sparkled.
The grass so clean, neat.
Never does someone who arrives not say how their old place was home, comfort. but now Pain, sorrow. where they come from supplies them with needs of wanting to come here.
The trees as high as the sky.
The flowers as beautiful as sunsets.
All seemed perfect, too perfect. at night, only the sinful ones could speak. only the
sinful ones could talk.
The Moon so bright and big.
The sky as dark as the depts. of the sea.
Misery seemed like a faded abject. no one could nor wanted to remember what exactly brought them here.
Bright lights appear in the trees.
Temperatures begin to rise.
No one saw it coming. not one creature could suspect a event like this would ever happen here.
The lights get bigger as things are swallowed from within the forest.
Black snow begin to fall.
The innocent worried, the creatures trapped with no where to go, no one to help them. only the sinful knew what the light meant.
The lights get bigger before they escaped the forest.
The land tarnished as it makes its move.
Their time is coming to an end, the Era of Creatures is ending. only the sinful ones knew of their new destination.
The creatures fall, overwhelmed by the emotions they wished to of forgotten. there they lay as the light in gulps them. no longer can they breath, only scream. their bodies now burnt with the lies they taken in of their "perfect" world.