Dear traveler, it’s wonderful to see you again.
It’s been what… 20,000 years since we’ve seen your kind?
Yes… far too long.
Don’t be afraid. No need for weapons.
I do not blame you for your ancestors ruin of what was once ours.
But you must understand our story…
Our world once was ours
We lived within a wonderland
A wonderland of cog and steel
Sward and grit
Light and spry
Armia, our home land.
But times changed as you can see.
Darkness came and shadows rose.
The sky broke and stars fell.
It was you. Well… not you. Your greatest ancestors.
You came.
But I still welcome you, my frien
Heaven. It's a place all people dream of. Some even believe they will go there when they die. If it really exists, I imagine the light to be the first sign you are in such a place. The light would engulf all things with its beauty full of life. The light would be so strong yet so welcoming. Its power would remove all worldly pleasures and shine an ocean of your heart's true desires; love, family, and a sense that hate never existed. The blinding fluorescent light I wake to is enough proof that I'm still alive. This light shuts your eyes, gives you headaches, and makes you moan in pain. It's not the light of heaven. Its pathetic dimness contra