For a moment, there is only silence. And then the bells sound.
At first you think that perhaps they are not real. They are so faint, so easy to ignore. And then you blink. The world flickers. You blink again. A deathly silence has fallen. Into that silence, those bells chime. The world is still the same yet so very different. Gone are the creatures, the sun and moon, your friends and family. The trees are dull and listless, the wind refusing to stir. It is Beqanna and it is not.
The bells grow louder, more insistent. They say ’Come… You must come now.’
You do not know where they lead, only that you must follow.
There are others. Others like you, the ones who have been called. The bells continue to sound from all around, now thunderous in its intensity.
Out of the corner of your eye, you catch sight of the oddest creature. A lamb, so small and innocent. But you look closer. You can’t look away. Seven horns curl back from its small head, seven eyes glow as they stare back at you. But then you blink and it is gone. You wonder for a moment if it had even been there in the first place.
Silence falls like a fist, deafening in its suddenness. Into that stillness sounds a booming, bodiless voice.
”Behold!” it says. ”The end of the world is nigh!”
”You are the chosen ones. Will you accept your fate?”
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