Mine

by jaywcoombes

The rush was exhilarating. Pure energy pumped through my body. With every beat of my heart, another pulse of radiating life raced through my veins. Entire forests blurred into a palette of streaked green as I tore through the skies, and clouds steamed as I hurtled through them. 

Ascending in a spiral, I felt the creation of wind and movement and power. Gathering speed, until even sound could not match me, I moulded the world below to my liking. I melted mountains, boiled oceans into dust, and made the land into glass.

Resting in my seat of stars, I looked at my creation; the first of its kind, and I wept.  

 

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