Building Dreams out of Crumbling Stone
Written for Day 5 of Jonah Magnus Week
Prompts: Dreams & Rituals
Jonah awakes in a tower surrounded by chaos and misery.
He has never seen anything so wonderful
Read on AO3 hereJonah opened his eyes.
He was floating at the top of an immense tower that looked upon miles and miles of an almost familiar city. The stone under his feet was old, cracking but not worn, as if despite its age it was rarely walked upon. Above him was an almighty eye that looked down upon him and through him it showed the world in agony and despair. Fear no longer hidden in shadowy corners of humanity, but seeping into every brick and person and word that was said.