Hi. This is just a small sample of how I write. And the end of this piece is not the end of this story. It probably needs a lot of work.
History of Time
By Funkymomo
Tick, tick, tick. The frail old man stares, waiting, at the clock. The hand moves slowly, taunting him. It is saying, “ Time is against you, you can’t stop me.” He stares at it, challenging it to go faster, stop, do anything but it’s persistent ticking.
2,371 ticks later, it stops. For twenty years the man has been waiting in this small room, devoid of fresh air and sunlight, but is there still a sun? The man doesn’t know, the only light he’s seen in twenty years is the small flickering light of a candle that seems to never go out. He’s been waiting for this, for the clock to stop and the world to end, for him to finally be free of an empty, dying world. In the last second of time, he looks down. The floor is nowhere, the clock is nowhere, and he is nowhere. The world has ended, or maybe, it has just begun.
Forever, yet never, later.
A spark. A small something starts the time again. Out of nowhere the spark comes, or perhaps nowhere is everywhere, it’s hard to tell in a world of nothing. The spark grows, energy blossoming outward and spiraling, creating other beings. A rock, becomes of the spark. It grows and multiplies until it is a planet. more sparks appear, creating a network of rocks and balls of energy. Time has started again. you can count to two and in that time see something happen, see something being created. No one is there to count to two though, and no one will be there for trillions of trillions of seconds. But you don’t want to hear what happened in those trillions of seconds, you know that other planets are being formed in the time, and you know that Earth is one of them. Possibly the most interesting planet in the universe, and probably your homeworld. ( unless you're an alien! haha, sorry just had to add that!)
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