Karkus: Pertopian Legacy

The night sky Karkus created looked much better than he imagined. The ocean of stars sparkled as if following a sharp rhythm. Thin trails of clouds spread and dashed out of the center here and there. And in the center, the milky way was like a bejeweled dark broadsword brought by the heavens to bore through the valley of Earth. This night sky was not his, though. He saw the original painting once from a ruined building. Although it was only for a short moment, he remembered each detail, and to his surprise, an overwhelming sense of affinity had erupted within him. The emotion had forced him to look for the painter’s name, but it was erased, or perhaps it was never meant to be there. The painting was named Pertopian Legacy.
Time slowly went
She firmly grasped his hand as they both looked upon the night sky. “This place should be enough. Time is not in our side this time.”
They fell into silence. No word was spoken. No movement was done. No sound was created. They need no words to converse anymore, since they already knew what each would say. Karkus always thought of her, and she did so as well. It could be said that they were already one; both in mind and body. The stars’ sparkle dimmed one by one. With each twinkle, its light diminished a bit. Karkus want them to intensify more; grew to the point that where it cold blind him. However, he did the opposite. The once studded night sky only left a huge looming sword, threatening to divide Earth.
As the stars faded, Nareene began a soft aria. It was a song of an ancient language. He couldn’t understand the words, but the emotion it brought was peaceful. The beginning was a slow-beat and had a long enunciation of each word. Karkus couldn’t help but held his breath. Her voice was so calming, yet it sounded as if she was imploring for something. Then instead of words, she began to hum. This was a rather long pause. Lingering. Drifting. Enduring. Just a like a sailor lost in a cloudy new