《A Moth's Stories》Silent Eyes of Change
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Hallowed ground, visited by hallow souls, to view hallow spirits. Ats least that’s what I use to believe. But nothing remains untouched by some form of corruption in this new age. Case and point are the world spirits. A collection of currently 75 living entities who remain as silent statues that can vanish and appear as they wish to any part of the world. Rumour even goes five of these odd entities were found at the bottom of the ocean. No idea how they would have ever found these spirits down there.
These statues had been considered to be sacred beings and such, wherever they were found was deemed to be a place with significant spiritual value and was once long ago, guarded even when the spirit vanished but they always did return to at the very least a close location.
They have a torso, a thin neck which should be insufficient to support their humanoid head, and a set of two eyes.
What makes these spirits, which some to believe were sent by the gods to monitor the world, to be unique is their ability to change their appearance based on the qualities of the planet. Many years ago, these spirits use to take the form of crystal clear water, untouched mossy stone, strong healthy trees from various continents, solid ice no different from the purest glaciers, and in one legendary appearance, as pure light. But as you can see from the many sketches and drawings I have of these spirits, that has since changed. Spirits taking the form of metal plates, concrete, polluted water, cracked stones, and sometimes even made entirely of garbage have since appeared across the globe. But that isn’t the worse part.
They are dying. When they were first counted, there was at least 100 of these spirits but that number has dwindled. Across the globe, there has been 4 graveyards of these spirits have been found where a large group of these spirits are found dead and other livings ones with frequent. When they die, they leave a stump of their made material, which some believe means they can be revived but from the tests myself and others with the goal of recording these individual spirits, these stumps have no spiritual energy remaining. So against my wishes, I do believe they are truly dead.
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With the trend going as is, I sadly have considered that eventually all these unique spirits will die. As for what that means for our planet? I don’t know. Nobody does. Some believe we would be dead before they all die as our planet will be unhabitable before then. Others think that the gods will take revenge and fix the planet. And remove us. Some even believe all will simply stop existing on this solid rock in space. What do I reckon? The first option seems the most likely but hey, with any of these options it’s not like I’m going to live to see the results. And to be honest I kinda hope I don’t.
I do believe we can save the world spirits before they are all gone. But I don’t believe we have long before we reach a point of no return. To whoever reads this, please consider helping to fix the planet. Our home. Before its too late.
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