The Earthquake Begins
The earth was silent like it always is.
We are used to the Earth being a silent witness to the events which happen on it. There was not a sound, not even a whisper.
The land started to crack, fissures started to appear. The earthquake had started and the hard earth was cracking like old parchment.
˃˃˃ The Universal League of Story Builders
The earth was noisy now, it was making itself heard and not in a good way.
The sound coming out of the earth was a soft hiss at first and then the hissing started to increase in volume.
A green gas starts to seep out from the cracks.
The quakes continue. There is nothing that anyone can do to stop an earthquake.
It seems that there is a creature moving under the crust of the earth. A creature with the intention to kill humanity, as it seems to strike every region where there are human residences.
The members of the Universal League of Story Builders were at the scene of the earthquakes all around the city, but it seemed to be everywhere.
The Universal League of Story Builders were always close at hand to save people and the world, whenever there was a story unfolding.
˃˃˃ Melissa the Painter and her Magical Art
In the event of a second major quake, everything and everyone in the village could be wiped out within a few minutes.
Melissa had no intention of leaving her home, although she had been informed earlier that she needed to leave.
Melissa got her canvas, brushes and paint and tried to find a spot in the house ot continue her painting.
She was the kind of person once inspired to complete a piece of work, would not allow anyone or anything to stand in her way.
˃˃˃ The Scene Master, The Lord of Story, the Centaurs and the Minotaurs
The Scene Master was a grey haired architect of story scenes who was seven feet tall and had the powers to manipulate scenes.
The Lord of Story was fighting a demonic angel in the air. When he shot bolts of electricity and power at the demon with wings, it just threw it all back at him with double the force and the power.
The Mistress of Story was being throttled by a purple coloured monster with large batwings.
The demon witch was trying to kill the Mistress of Story.
It now seemed to be that there were more of the Centaurs and Minotaurs appearing out of thin air.
Was there a strange force multiplying the numbers of these mythological monsters in a violent attack on defenceless Chalmerpolis?
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