There I left him to live like a human choosing to go back into slumber and watch his life unfold. For one hundred years he shaped his rock to please himself and he soon noticed things changing without his will. It was not his war and he wanted no part of it. It was not his war and he wanted no part of it. But the beauty of one thing did shock me. Before even I was created their were my people. Soon though the war destroyed the fifteenth rock then the fourteenth and thirteenth rocks as well. They got what they wanted but they regretted it. The woman came first and approached my father saying “I am God and I come asking why you have called to me”. Seeing this awe inspiring thing they came to an uneasy truce; they would let this life finish their war,they could only whisper and try to guide it to their side. Your war breaks these rocks underfoot and draws nearer to my home. With my father’s last breath he
