Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-44861696-20200128180701

These are two storys that I came up with that are placed in the same universe.

This is a first draft, so thoughts and criticism alays welcome.

In the beginning, there was a island. This island was by modern standards a tropical paradise. With palm trees, lush green grass, and nice sand with each grain the exact right size and perfectly round and smooth. Surrounding the island, was the maw of chaos. All things have a beginning, and all things have a end. From the black, two beings emerged. The Dream, and the Nightmare. These two beings where the maw's first creation, and where given the gift of the right to live. The maw gave each a task. To the dream he gave the task to create. From the Dream's power, all life in the trees and in the sky came. They praised the maw and lived on this island. The maw gave them tasks. Some to create, and some to destroy. They would go on to be  known as demons and angles. The Dream, wanting to make the maw more proud, tried to do it again. It was the only mistake he ever made. He created horrible beings that rejected the Maw and its spawn and denied praising their maker. They created something horrible, a burning, bright, material known as fire. The Maw saw this as betrayal, and created a disgusting, horrible place and gave the Nightmare its task to destroy. The creatures livid in this place, trying to escape from the inevitable fate that awaited them. All things must end. The Dream still determined to prove they where not evil, tried and tried to bring them to the higher place, but failed again and again. The creatures. where linked to the maw, and had to constantly return and dwell in the maw's power often to continue living, modernly known as dreaming. But the creatures always failed, and damned themselves to eternal torture. The lesson of this is that we will always make the wrong choice, but the only mistake that humanity ever made was thinking that we had a choice at all.

The failed creator --

The very creation of man was the only mistake that the Dream ever made. It is the will of creation that we shalt not speak of the forces of this universe and others, an let them be left alone to dwell with there sins and misdeeds.

To give a description, is to judge the beauty of what creation has deemed worthy of the gift of life. This the darkness that ended the age of beauty, and will not be redeemed here. This is not a place to dwell or remember, this is a place where the darkest of sins and deepest of secrets are buried and burned. To describe, is to believe the lies and meanings of meaningless words and to trust in false facts to what ever higher being thou believes in. This is the creator that failed to deliver, and the creation of a horrid and retched thought. It is a indescribable being that words alone could not atone. It is darkness that is forever dark, and falls into the very category of beings that the foundation once swore to contain, by has long sense become them. This exists as a last resort, should the worst come to the worst. If all hope is lost. Then here thou shalt gain. This was not meant as a home, but as a cell, and will continue to be until the end of time. 