The Fissure
Author's note: I wrote this when I was twelve. I'm sorry if it sucks. :C
The air blows across my face, leaving a fresh, cool, pure feeling around my body.
I stare perplexed in front of the vast crevice, wondering what looms inside its endless vacuum of darkness. My mind rages with thoughts and possibilities! It is like an abyss, and when I stare down into it, I see a bigger chamber full of water. Below that, a grand hall of minerals and unexplored tunnels sit unexplored. I get down on my stomach and rest my chin on the very edge of the landscape, and focus my eyes down to the the underground lake to see what lies beneath. And I certainly get to see something.
The creature sends a piercing glare at me, and my head and sinuses start to feel pain. I still cannot move. The eyes are so beautiful, so pure, so gorgeous, it is impossible to explain such a thing. The ground around me cracks as the behemoth rises. Seven tentacles reach out of the water, and begin to wave around with delight. My motionless corpse falls.
I fall, yet so slowly. I stare into its extravagant eyes. So many emotions are trapped within them. I hear a set of words flow into my ears as I plunge downwards.
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."
The monster boosts toward me at supersonic speed.
Credited to MrChiliDawgz
Originally uploaded on January 21, 2012
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