//------------------------------// // Oblivious // Story: Stolen Chaos // by MoeYuseta //------------------------------// The time was pineapple and the place was Tuesday, all within the strangetopia of a certain demented Draconequus subconscious. The land, if you could call it that, seemed never ending and always moving, always hosting new and old things of everything strange and of unusual interest. The sky, if you could call it that, was quite possibly the stillest thing in this strange and frightening realm, as it was set in a perpetual state of twilight. No deeper meaning intended. Discord, lord of chaos, resided here, obviously. He draped himself over a cotton candy cloud, lazily floating a few feet into the air without any intention of getting off. Why would he? He drew his gaze into the sky, stirring from his rest slightly, only slightly. At first there was nothing, just nothing at all. Reds mixed with yellow, and the moon was still made of cheese. There were pink clouds and some purple ones too… but oh, oh he wished they were real. Real cotton candy tasted so much better. Cra….cra… What a fool he was! He was cast into stone once before, why couldn’t he take the elements of Harmony more seriously? Crack…..crac… Honestly he only sat there as those mules… CRACK! Oh… what was this now? He focused in on the sky- the sky that seemed to be cracking and splintering apart, like cold glass on a hot day. He arches his neck up, surprised at the sight. He's seen this once, but once before, the feigned reality around him falling apart the seams, and when that happened, he was free....free! Reality, his to bend, unpredictability, outside factors- no more of this mindless game of pretend. But...so soon? It took a thousand years last tim- oh what did it matter? He took flight for the cracks in the sky, readily getting engulfed by its burning light. He'd question his early release after he stepped into real space and time. Freedom… Chaos… They go quite well together.