First the newly created world, beautifully sculpted by the gods, was at peace. Rolling hills protected the natural wonders from harsh winds. Water and fire worked together in the endless depths to create new land. The wind’s gentle caress moved the water to and fro giving the gift of live and progress to the world. Mighty trees rose from the earth to give sustenance and shelter to the life that had evolved on this new world.
It was eons before the first change occurred.
Slowly but surely the great expanses of earth were torn apart by both beating wave and eroding river. Great storms rose and tore the highest mountain and filled the deepest valley with their remains. Slowly the production of new land halted as the flames and ocean no longer produced Earth as it had before. Something had changed, unknown to the creatures as they lived their lives unaware of the slow death of the large land masses. The only beings capable of witnessing this grave change were the trees who held together only small portions of land with which to maintain their own existence.
This was only the beginning of the cataclysm that gripped the planet.
The convection currents created by the fire and assisted by water soon began to die as well. At first this manifested itself as a monstrous hurricane that lasted centuries and that sought to prolong the currents of air on this world. Sadly it was not to be. As it fought to maintain its existence it extinguished many fires and succeeded only in spreading more water into the world. Remaining islands were swallowed by this demonic storm until finally the wind ceased. Waveless oceans now surrounded the remaining isles held together only by trees. In some rare areas there existed fires capable of great destruction which sat unwavering in this perishing world.
Soon however the trees multiplied and combined forming large unfathomable monstrosities whose roots reached across the globe and floated gently across the waveless oceans. These large trees were the home to the remaining fire of the world. However as the water nourished the trees their weight grew and carried the fires downward. It was a slow process but over many generations and many millennia the fires slowly were drowned with the combination of water and wood. Now the world was only a shell of its former self with only great trees and water to watch over the dead planet.
All forms of life had extinguished other than the great archtrees. The only movement in this empty globe was grey mists that surrounded these trees. Water droplets clinging to their every leaf as surely as the trees themselves clung to the ocean.
It was a world of order. Calm and peaceful. Creatures lived and died in the oceans with only some reaching enough sentience to crawl onto the arch-trees to live lives as parasites to the great wooden behemoths.
And over it all stood an overlord. An absent, ancient being who was, since the beginning, not quite there.
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Topic: Elements -- Age 4: Silent Swamps- WATER and WOOD victory! (Read 19228 times)