The Island of Destiny
The flame seems to shift between a bright light and a dark hole, giving the appearance of a flickering gray pool. You walk closer to it and after making it around a large tree you see that it is a man holding the eerie gray light. The light seems to cast a world around it and as you step around the tree, you notice yourself slipping in to an uncomfortable old-time movie coloring. The man sees you and gives you a smirk. He is dressed in a pinstripe suit and looks like a 1920's mobster.
You try to talk to him but no words come out of your mouth. He keeps grinning at you, giving you that same stare, a jazz band begins to play from a phantom source. Is the music really playing or is it just in your head? The world seems filled with a terrible buzzing, which when accompanied by the lack of color, the jazz band and the man's devilish smile makes you feel for a second as if you've wandered into hell.
Then it's all over. You are now back on the beach, facing the ocean. The sky is a gorgeous blue, just as it was the second you opened your eyes up on this island. You look around in disbelief. You were sure it was nighttime, and there was no way that man was a figment of your imagination. But here you stand, ever the same. You turn to your right and find, as you expected, the same palm tree you woke up under at the beginning of all this.
You then look down at your feet, knowing what is surely coming next. You bend down and retrieve a new note, a new message just for you:
"Why can you not come sooner towards your destiny? Try once and fail, a hero may still prevail. But as for a second chance, this will be your final stance.
The gray is not for you, not for you, silly child"
Well, now what do you do?
You try to talk to him but no words come out of your mouth. He keeps grinning at you, giving you that same stare, a jazz band begins to play from a phantom source. Is the music really playing or is it just in your head? The world seems filled with a terrible buzzing, which when accompanied by the lack of color, the jazz band and the man's devilish smile makes you feel for a second as if you've wandered into hell.
Then it's all over. You are now back on the beach, facing the ocean. The sky is a gorgeous blue, just as it was the second you opened your eyes up on this island. You look around in disbelief. You were sure it was nighttime, and there was no way that man was a figment of your imagination. But here you stand, ever the same. You turn to your right and find, as you expected, the same palm tree you woke up under at the beginning of all this.
You then look down at your feet, knowing what is surely coming next. You bend down and retrieve a new note, a new message just for you:
"Why can you not come sooner towards your destiny? Try once and fail, a hero may still prevail. But as for a second chance, this will be your final stance.
The gray is not for you, not for you, silly child"
Well, now what do you do?