It was a crisp early fall afternoon, leaves were done turning colors and they barely hung from the branches that produced them. The water of the pond rippled with the last of the frogs digging into the mud, getting ready for the long cold winter. it was a small pond, despite it being small, it was one of the most important things in this forest.
It wasn't an ordinary pond, like the fountain of youth wasn't ordinary. It was infact a portal, to another life, another time and place. it was a start to a new beginning.
It is not i, the narrator of the story who sees this little pond as important. infact its the least important object of this story. this little pond was the Gods creation, just like everything else in this story and everything else created.
The setting sun shimmered on the ponds surface as it went still. A sudden shadow covered the suns warming light. this place with the pond.... the small opening to a new world, a new life. the forest was deathly silent, yes this is the last time this pond would ever be seen again.
War ravaged this entire world, land no longer liveable in anyway. But the pond is unimportant right now, our story actually start where the pond leads too. the burning body crashed into the forest trees, burning everything around it. as the pond used its own energy to preserve itself.... it imploded on itself. blasting the surrounding parts of the forest into blackened ground, burned with an intense flame, vanquishing everything around it. Nothing around it survived, the skies were filled with dragons fire, patches of forest already burning.
The council of dragons were arguing over the quality of human pets, some saying that they had minds and were intelligent enough to act accordingly on their own. Others said they were only pets, nothing more. the fight would lead to the destruction of this world.
I dare say. our time on this side is enough, lets actually get to the provided story we all wished to read.