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Haven't written anything in far too long, and I'm getting itchy. Hence this short piece of nonsense.

The Pan-Fandom Tolkienite Setup

They came from the night, the exiled from Day, the drinkers of blood, the cursed to live. Because they had no love for humankind, but they lived on Earth.

They searched for God, the atheist, the precise, the clockwork-minded Detectives, with no faith at all but with the more powerful Clue. They wrote their souls out, the Writers and Liars, for oblivion would be worse than death.

The toiled in their labs, the Mad of the Smart, repurposing Armageddon weapons to save the world. It would end by their pride, or by their pride be saved, and they cared little for the side as long as it was War.

And Lucifer killed them all. The Monsters, the Heroes, the Fated and Doomed. The one-man armies and the armies behold to no-one. In a single day of carnage Lucifer killed them all. In a single day, the last.

In that day the world's Finders found God teaching Salsa in a Mexican bar. In that last hour of that last day, as Time and song were winding down, the Biggest Con was sprung on the least likely mark. She took the bet, choosing to lose, and asked for Light.

And there was Light, but no God, no miracles, no Fallen One this time, and Heaven was just the sky, and yesterday, thirteen billion years later, mostly everybody came back to life.



( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 28th, 2010 12:59 pm (UTC)
That explains SO MUCH.
Apr. 29th, 2010 03:53 am (UTC)
Doesn't it? :)
May. 1st, 2010 03:12 am (UTC)
I have no idea what's going on but I like it.
May. 1st, 2010 04:19 pm (UTC)
Me neither, but thanks.
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cass, can you not

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