The Alternance (Part 2)

The Beginning

The world was crafted with great skills, skills that Man will never fully understand with the tools he possesses. A glimpse may be provided now and then, different cultures, tribes and clan having its own version. But they share one thing in common; Earth being made by a force far greater than we can imagine, One they all looked up to for guidance’s, One they fear, One they knew and believed had all the power to change and shape events in they world they live. All these are done directly by Him or with the help of Agents be it Angels, gods, goddesses, human prophets or Guardians who all have their roles, their path, their blesses, their curse, their secrets and purpose which is vital to the very existence of earth and its inhabitants.

All the elements, mental, water, fire, earth, wood, wind, sound, light, vibration, perception and many others yet to be discover were once one entity separated to create beauty but yet dependent on each other. Does the ocean torch the sky? No. But does it rain? You can be an expert of culture if only you could travel with the wind, which changes not only in direction but also the seasons that governs the earth giving it its four seasons and in the long term its climate. All these must be in harmony, all must be in check, all monitored, all guarded preciously.

There are times the earth longs for the sky, reaching out for it, aching and quacking, a time the water yearns for the earth, sweeping its fingers on her and times the sky jealously kisses the earth tracing its borders. And so does the wind dust and brush, digging, revealing and searching, hunting for long lost secret treasures. That must stay hidden.

As man’s stay on earth lengthened, it brought will it so much advancement, some pleasant, some outrageous, its was then the Guardians discovered that man could do the actual opposite of his purpose, causing more harm than good, sorting after things that were meant for a level of power, wisdom, strength, comprehension, that they hadn’t established and in one point in history, the elements became that entity it so viciously fought for. Knowledge, riches, power, wisdom from all dimensions combining together once again. And it was in that moment the equation was clear, they was no longer an entity without their new creation, Man. Born from them all, dust, wind, mineral, soul. Always searching, seeking, demanding, wanting that dominion, one that can’t be owned but shared.  Many attempts were till may after the  great flood for such authority which involved communicating and evoking of spirits, enchantments, sealing and stealing life force, even went as far as erecting a tower to reach the heavens in the quest of controlling nature itself. The very reason they were separated along with their secrets visible, learnt and perceived, to protect man from himself, for him to maximize his potential in other for him to appreciate and operate the world he has at his disposal.

Many are the obstacles to face to reach such high, you can put yourself through it or life directly throws it at you. Patience, pride, envy and tolerance have been man thorn in the flesh, snatching, scrambling and stealing, delaying any reasonable attempt for the making of the bigger purpose, one which till has a long way to go. The out come has never been pretty; the losses can never be accounted for. So the watchful eyes, constant reminders and systems of Regions created a fair level of balance. But with every system, there was always been a loophole. Two faced, capable of saving or breaking the backbone of the creator if enough light or power is given to it. Some elements couldn’t be bottled, buried nor hidden. How would you hide the sun or bury the moon? Let alone drain the oceans?  These are things you see physical so you can understand but what of does your eyes can’t perceive?

 A way of keeping things hide is by disguising and dispersing. A method that has helped the Regions but as you have loophole you are like bound to have the worst, a mole spying and preying on valuables to feast on, making the system as from the very beginning confidential, thorough, brutal and never easy. Many generations has Keep it running, Most trained, some called to its devotion, some talented with the need skilled and on very rare occasion few are born with a certain goal or reborn to continue. A sacred population, highly district are the ones that are here to stay, The Pillars.

As the sun reveal the moving shadows that special morning, they weren’t surprised, that wasn’t impossible. They were shocked. This was going to prose a lot of problem and it’s was on all of them. The system has been hacked; trust is going to be a rare attributes amongst them but that not the worst of it.  The monster or monsters that started the whole game is or are out there or right here, amongst them. And hasn’t made the first move yet….

To be continued…..