Book of the Realms (rough draft)
by Su. G., 12
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He was running through the woods, not sure of what was ahead. Dusta was right on his tail. Simon did not know what to do. He came upon a clearing which led to a steep cliff. He couldn’t jump! This adventure was going to be dangerous but he had not even gotten past the forest. Dusta had him cornered.
“Anything you want to say before I drag you away?”
“No, not really. I’ve got to save my energy.” Simon was calm for a reason he was not yet sure of. Maybe it was because Dusta was his older brother who was always kind to him. That was before he got his sign of who he is now. He is the God of Evil. The one whom no one likes. Simon, however, did know he had to get away.
He made a break for the forest but Dusta was faster. As soon as Dusta touched Simon, he started to lose consciousness.
Dusta tainted him a little. “If only you had gotten your powers when everyone else did. Then we would not be in this mess. Alas, that did not happen baby brother. Sorry this is the way it had to go.” The last thing Simon was thinking about was whether everything at home was going to be okay. Besides they were waiting on him to bring the peace back that was slowly unravelling.
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Sonia was walking down the street, hoping that she would get the job. She wanted this job ever since she was little. She wanted to be the lead in a play. She had to wait on the ancient script that was made over 13 million years ago by some god. This wasn’t “some god” though. This was her dad. He had been missing since she was 1 years old. This script is like a human in the way it can look and act like a human. It goes by “O Mighty Script” or OMS for short. Sonia just had to wait for her results.
She decided to try and get home. She went to the field north of the city that was filled with flowers. She found what she was looking for. A door. She opened it and went inside. Then she sat on a couch looking different than before. Before, she was wearing a floral dress with black hair, brown eyes, dark skin that was kind of dull, different bracelets on her arms and glasses that had flowers on it. Once she went inside she had on a regal flowy black dress that sparkled a little. Her hair was now braided around her head with her hair down in the back. She no longer had her glass and she now sparkled. She also had a regal air about her now. Her mom, Alisa, was right next to her.
“You look tired. Are you sleeping well? Are you eating good food? You are working too much!” She kept worrying about Sonia. Sonia had not been home much.
Sonia sighed. “Just because I spend a month on the island does not mean I am not okay. I am perfectly fine.” She was not convincing though, especially because she was over working and her mom seemed to know everything that was wrong. She was making art work, auditioning for plays and movies, and working at restaurants. She was doing so many things and not for money. She was doing it for experience before she had to go into the workforce. It was for those who did not get a role. A role as a god that is. Everyone who was her age already got picked. god of fire, god of ice, god of time. She had gotten none like her father. She was the only one joining this year. Sonia smiled. “I am not doing too much. Besides, I like what I am doing. Aren’t you the Goddess of ‘the Arts’. You should be happy I am doing this. ” She did not want to join the workforce. It was mostly because OMS will be her boss she didn’t want to join. He was a very hard boss.
“You will be just fine,” said her mom. ”I think you just got chosen.” Sonia did not know what her mom just said.
“What? OMS already gave me a job! I am not going. No.” She knew she would get a job but she did not think it would be this soon.
Her mom smiled. ”No silly. You did not get a job. You got a role. I think you got the Goddess of Everything and Anything.” Sonia did not know what to say. What is a “Goddess of Everything and Anything”? Her mom was probably making this up.
There were gods appearing out of nowhere. They were all saying that she had so much work to do now that she was the leader. Of what? No one explained anything. Sonia’s mom took this particular moment to leave.
Illustration by Arin Bergeron-Mirsky