Celestial Crisis
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by Leo E. Ndelle
“I assume you know what I am?” The Darkness asked.
“Indeed,” replied The Scribe.
“And you are not afraid?” it asked, though it already knew the answer.
The Scribe stared The Darkness down with dispassionate condescension and The Darkness cowered under the sheer power The Scribe was radiating.
“Why?” asked The Darkness
“Why what?” The Scribe asked in return.
“Why do you want to free me?”
“Because you are the key to it all,” The Scribe replied. “I created you and you are my biggest catalyst for the vibration of chaos.”