Witticus's Storybook of Awesome

[Witticus]

Bulzentio tasted the pie that was a flavor richer than any fruit he had ever tasted. “I know this may sound crazy, but I'm not from this world, I came from a world much different than this, where most of these colors don't exist!” Bulzentio told Roxandi as she looked at him with eyes glistening. “You're from the old world!” Roxandi told him! “Do you know of my father, he was left there when all the artists left the old world to form a new land without judgment?”

[jibjqrkl]

omg, who is it!

[Witticus]

A long time ago there was a war of the arts and the normal world. The artists fought to make the world different and more beautiful while everyone else was scared of the powers that the artists possessed. They rebelled against the artists for they wanted the world to stay the same, because change frightened them. Micagio created a new world for all the world to inhabit for he knew the old world was dying and sought to create a new one that was better than the old. Kathlania his wife created the sounds for the world, because without beautiful words to inhabit the land, a world is deaf and doomed to fail.

[jibjqrkl]

[Witticus]

Bulzentio listened to Roxandi with amazement, for he had grown up listening to a different fable of Micagio and Kathlania. “Wait didn't Micagio create the stars that shot down demons or something?” Bulzentio asked. “And something about Micagio and Kathlania dying of a broken heart?” Roxani shook her head in disbelief, “I don't know what you old worlders heard, Mother, you're never going to believe this.” A beautiful older woman with tattoos covering every conceivable part of her arms walked into the room. “I've been listening, sounds like something an old worlder would say about me.”

[Witticus]

“The paint from the artists brush absorbed into her flesh, you can't be Kathlania!?” Bulzentio asked in disbelief. “Why not?” Kathlania asked as she sat down. “Almost 20 years ago the artists came over here as refuge to leave the dying old world, nobody really could explain the phenomenon when so many of us vanished at once, that is except my husband whom was left when the portal closed.” Kathlania pointed to a picture on the shelf, “Helped create a world he never got to live in, poetic irony am I right?”

[Witticus]

Bulzentio remembered the Mandolin of Euphoria, her fabled instrument was with him when he came through, but wasn't in the room with them. “The Mandolin, I have it, or I did... Did you see it with me when you found me? It's how I got here.” Bulzention asked. “I remember seeing something on the ground, but I was more worried about keeping you alive.” Roxandi said with embarrassment. “I remember your father went back to find it for me,” Kathlania said, “The instruments nothing but trouble.” Roxandi pulled Bulzentio up and said, "come on it hasn't been long maybe it's still there."

[dragoninforcer]

*grabs popcorn*

this is getting good.

[Witticus]

Sorry website went down during final part. Right at the last part too.

Bulzentio walked with Roxandi and Kathlania out to where they found him at by their home. “The Mandolin was right here when I stopped, where could it have gone?” That's when Roxandi spotted a note in the blood spatter grass where he landed. “Thanks for bringing the Mandolin home old worlder. Hope you won't miss your old home, it'll be gone tomorrow.” Bulzentio collapsed on the ground upon reading the note. For the first time he could remember he was worried about his old home.

To be continued

[dragoninforcer]

*gasp*