Something’s been gnawing at the back of my brain for a few days. I’m not sure if this is it or not. But, the idea sort of popped up during my second cup of coffee this morning and, with a little bit of work, it could be something. As it stands, there really isn’t much to differentiate it from countless other books, video games, and role-playing games.
Anyways…here’s the chunk of marble that may or may not have a statue hidden inside:
We were warned
We were told that one day all of our science, our technology would be useless. What they never told us–what they could never have guessed–was how it would all come to a crashing halt. We expected the apocalypse to come in the form of plague or fallout. We thought our undoing would be biological or nuclear. But this?
No one knows where it came from, the magic. Had it always been here? Hiding. Were all the old stories about dragons, gods and wizards true? Had the Age of Reason simply followed on the heels of the Age of Magic? It’s pointless to try and figure out. The damage has been done. Humanity is scattered, suddenly no longer at the top of the food chain. Our cities are in ruins, the deserted streets now the hunting ground for creatures that defy description. The stuff of nightmares now prowl our waking lives.
Some optimists think we can rebuild society.
The more realistic among us are just trying to survive.