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A bedtime story

“Once there were two brothers, who in the perils of the wilderness discovered the magic to protect one another.

The magic of crafting.

They used their talents to protect others and make their world a safer place.

And for a time, all was well.

However, the younger brother was not content.

He sort out a way to twist the creatures of the world in to beast to serve them.

What he made spilled into the world, and almost shattered the order they had made.

Horrified by the Youngers actions the elder of the two condemned him, warning him of the evil he was inviting into himself.

Ignoring this the younger continued his dark pursuits and their heart festered.

Some say it was ignorance, others jealousy.

Whatever it was, one thing was certain.

The brothers turned on each other.

The elder trained the people of his land to wield the magic of crafting, in order to fight alongside him, to keep the balance of the natural world.

The younger built an army of deplorable monsters to tear down his brother and all they had built, fighting to prove his dominance above it all.

No one knows exactly how the war ended, but like all things it did. After then the world returned to some form of peace.

The scars however remained, lands plagued by the monstrous residue of the dark army.

However the people were also left the skills and magic to rebuild what they had lost.

To grow, to protect one another and fight back against the night.”

“What happened to the bothers?”

“It’s said the elder is still out there, watching over the land for the time his brother would return. Others, believe he was just a myth, a story to scare children.”

“What do you believe?”

“…”

“I think it’s sad”

“Oh, whys that?”

“The brothers fighting, it’s sad really.”

“Yes, it is sad, but also it’s getting late”

“NOooooo, please Malachite one more story. Please!”

“Alright, one more story”  

Something I'm working on, what do you think of the dialogue.