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Post by coolcreepers on Feb 18, 2012 11:45:38 GMT -5
Falling, the small bug saw piles of rubble above him slowly dissipate into the air, like throwing a snowball into the atmosphere. Confused, the green parasite looked down into a world he has not seen.
This world, unknown to him at this period, would become Zachia, where the world was formed. The white light grew brighter to a point it was almost blinding. Everything around him turned into a white light. It was like falling inside a cloud, motionless. Remaining rocks and mud caught up to him, the once white light became a foggy cloud of ash, and a murky blue colour swamped his vision.
The force of 100 cows toppled the creature, almost killing him. He felt different, a feeling never experienced by his kind. A feeling of pure weightlessness. Sounds of bubbling filled all other noises. Awaking from his coma, the bug looked around and scuttled through the ash and dirt. Looking around, fear entered the parasite. He had never seen the horrifying sigh of... the ocean.
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