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A Myth Part 2He leaned over the panels and pressed his hand to the glass, still smiling. I did the same.A Myth Part 2 by ~Little-Angel-Kitty
He moved back and spoke, although all I saw was his mouth moving. I did not communicated like they did, and never could. This is why there were panels for my speech. I opened one of these, the one closest to him. "I cannot hear you, friend. You must press the panel as you did before."
He nodded in understanding and went to the panel from which I spoke, pressing the button. "Hello. I am grateful for you leading me here."
"I am grateful...for the contact." I could not keep the sadness from coloring my voice. It had been so long.
"I am sorry

A Myth Part 1How many myths do you think it would take before I were remembered? Not as the creature of fantasy but as the one who helped and gave life to their current state? I may never know as they pass me by, calling me a useless relic. No one visits anymore. If it were not for that boy that one day, and the promise I made him, I would have destroyed their world long ago, but somehow, his words are still a comfort, even though I will never see him again.A Myth Part 1 by ~Little-Angel-Kitty
It was a time much like this one. Their city had expanded under the darkness of the world, my endless power resources allowing them to move further from the city. In return, all of the power lin