“Why do you keep
doing this to us?” pleaded the mournful population of the suffering world.
Quoth the Demiurge:
“You ungrateful parasites are the architects of your own
suffering. I am merely the architect of the realm wherein you dwell and
destroy.”
~Aurora~
Author Note:
So, this is a response to the Gargleblaster 179 prompt on the Yeah Write website. I'm entering it mostly as a lark. I generally don't enter contests, as I write for enjoyment rather than accolades. I don't consider myself a particularly "good" writer, although some people seem to enjoy reading what I splatter on the page.
I expect exactly nothing from throwing my work to the wolves. However, if you're the sort who enjoys writing contests, you could end up winning actual money. Please click the link to find out the details!
I chose the Demiurge as my protagonist as the poor soul tends to get a bad rap, and I wanted to give equal time to zir point of view.
