Now run along the field, breathe in deeply and pick up a flower… nature wont mind there are many. What is more you can run along until you reach the top of the hill and lo! Below there is a surprise…A meadow, where not only the reds reign, but is spotted with the purples, oranges, yellows; it would seem the whole spectrum of colors…
wow…. Quickly make a wreath, proclaim yourself the queen or king of the world because your land is perfect, you have no other worry other than to hurrying home to your family and supper.

Home… but it is early still, close your eyes and bask in the sun… turn your head to the skies and feel the light. Wait…

Why can’t I feel the light? You open your eyes to see a splotch splatter in your face hard. It stings your eyes and you quickly look down, hurting… it oozes into your mouth, grainy…salty. You cough, and gag and clean the mess of the unknown substance from your face…kelp? Sand? Roots and land? But this came from the air and you are away from the coast!! Slowly you realize the sun is still shielded and you are bending down looking amazed at what hit you…wondering.

You turn your gaze to the heavens once more, as you do the meadow's shadow appear sinister under the sudden darkness. Finally your eyes turn to the heavens once more… but what is that? It looks like an island on the skies… You see the bottom part of the land, the tree roots, and the sand. As it moves you can see the sides of it, a forest on top, surrounding a castle… you blink amazed, plus your eyes still hurt so blinking brings comfort… but that is not all. A creature is also circling the island.

You see it, a black lizard… enormous wings that stretch out against the clouds. The black opaque scales that cover its body unmoving, the creature is beautiful, in terrified awe you admit that. The snout turns in your direction, the mouth opens and a terrible roar follows. You can’t move, you can’t breathe, in fact… you stopped sensing anything else other than the fear, it consumes and devours your inner self. You see death in the creature’s eyes. This can not be, this is a dream…no a nightmare.

But it felt real… the winds became still and only your heartbeat reaches through your daze. tump tump tump, fast and uncontrolled. You try to run but you can’t… and then you see yourself reflected in the creature’s eyes it dives towards you and opens it’s maw… Only darkness follows.

Wait…

A light…

No… not a light, not even heaven or earth, am I dead? You ask yourself… but the Fates are cruel if such a thing is true. Where is your God? Your goddess in all of this? You see the land, your beautiful land scorched, raped… you see creatures of myth and legend running loose opening hell upon the land. You see the bastard races climbing the power ladder. Kingdoms ran by tyrants, civilization on collapse. And then you see them, the small pin points of hope trying to undo the damage. But who or what is to blame?

Canelor… the name brings more fear to your traveling spirit, more than the black lizard.

A prayer is whispered in your ear but it is so complex. There are murmurs of stones and circles, lost races and lost gods, of nature and the elements, magic and dragons…

What is a dragon you ask yourself?

I will tell you, it is what killed you, and now you will be no more. Good bye my friend… You will feel nothing as your body is consumed by the chaos that has conquered your perfect land, and believe me it will not be perfect for much longer…

Goodbye and welcome to my DYSTOPIA.