The Mystery of Crystal World
Anastasiya Lukomskaya
FIRST CHAPTER: THE WISE MUSHROOM
Some eternities ago,
Or before the world’s creation
There was a young and cold
Psi-agent from magic’s nation
Was Ivan the greatest mage,
He was wearing plain clothes
Travelling being firm and sage
Through the portals sometimes posing.
Our wizard was a dweller
In a world of queer stories,
And its parts were somewhat stellar,
Magic crystals, the world’s glories.
And that crystals were a puzzle
For a mind construction figures
From the sands from stars and bustle
And destroying them in fear.
And the fusion of the crystals
Was decaying and uniting
In the dance of linking figures,
In the Universe’s sparkling.
Well, the world itself created,
Was dependent on odd canons
While the energy infected
Every with ancient balance.
The world’s structure was unusual,
It included many layers,
Every layer was a fusion
Of the other words and places.
And a fractal was connecting
Every layer with the others
By some portals life protecting
Of the system’s parts and muscles.
Every layer has its item,
It developed complex systems
Of the laws for piece to brighten
And for light to bring the wisdom.
In some layers there’s time
Moved by ancient Chronus backwards,
In the other places light
Is absorbed by the dark chaos
In some worlds the sound is soundless
It’s expressed by visual pictures,
Other universes’ items
Are the sharks and bugs of nature.
There are some fire worlds,
Where Chaos is basement,
There are some worlds of words
Where letters act like casements.
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