Nick Lavin
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The Legend of Yangsy Rivers
In the cave that night, before she died, his mother told him that the only way to prevent human extinction was to recover the heart-shaped locket and return it’s presence to the few remaining people on earth before they murdered one another into extinction, which I mentioned before. The locket, as she’d told him, possessed the ability to awaken love in the human heart on sight. It’s absence though, had caused the entire human race to forget love, and man had fallen into a state of perpetual fear and violence. As Yangsy already knew, the king on the hill held the locket, and for years now he’d refused to leave his castle, knowing it’s power, and being aware that without it the world was falling apart. In fact, there remained only one human gathering on Earth, and it was the land surrounding the king’s castle. A viscous war zone that was once the Los Angeles. “Son,” his mother said, while they sat around the fire eating rabbit meat he’d caught earlier in the day, “I have a feeling I won’t live to see tomorrow.”
By Nick Lavin3 years ago in Fiction