The beginning of the end

Just a little something I've been working on *shrugs* figured I could get some opinions ^.^ Have you ever thought about the end of the world? What it may look like? What may happen? You know almost everyone believes it to be a terrifying thing... but... I think it one of many colors, even ones never dreamed of, ones never thought to be possible to make. Like Aurora Borealis but the whole sky lit up... Craters in the earth that the moon would envy... cracks that you could swear would lead strait to the hell that you never wanted to believe existed. The noise, so loud you hear nothing at all until… until there IS nothing at all… Black. One second you’re looking at the biggest fantasy of art and then next your nothing, there is nothing. But, let’s start at the beginning of the end. “Run” He Screamed pushing her away from him, the desperation in his eyes. But run where? To who? There was nothing left to run too, nowhere left to hide as the echoes of her Agony rippled over the earth. The End was here, they both knew it. So why run away from each other? The Answer came in a great earth splitting roar of pain and misery, He knew then, by the look of fear in her beautiful eyes that she would never leave him. He knew in his heart that no matter what he said, he would never let her go. So they ran, together they ran. You’ve seen in movies I’m sure, about how Directors have envisioned the end of times to be. Close, they where close, Except for one major flaw. The Screams… where were the screams? Lost, in the years of death that had lead up to this point. You’d Imagine hundreds and thousands of people running, screaming, holding each other. But there was nothing like that, No Screams, no shouts of pain. But the fear so thick, the few that had managed to survive could choke on it. Her Anger, her pain so raw, you could swear it was your own. Each step they took felt like a mile as the earth crumbled beneath their very feet. But still they ran, holding each other the best they could. With every Roar of betrayal she let out, the earth and all its power bowed to her. The mountains fell; the waters receded into the deep, dark crevices created from each breath she exhaled. But the Sky, you would think would be filled with Smoke and ash You would think would be so dark, was the most breathtaking of all. The colors, ones you could only Imagine that God himself would ever have the privilege of seeing. For it being the end of the earth, it was Beautiful. Apollymi looked upon the earth with sadness, it was never to end like this. But as soon as that thought faded, another came to the forefront. It really did prove that the Gods and Goddesses were not as perfect as people once though them to be. It showed that everything has flaws, even the greatest creation, Love, can have the most horrific consequences. For it was that, the love a mother had for her child, that brought this end. A betrayal so wrong, it caused the end of a world. As she thought about her Son another Stab of pain shot threw her bringing the Waves of the Oceans crashing onto the Mountains. She closed her eyes at the sound of rock breaking; it was as if the Earth itself cried for her. Felt her pain, with each memory that played through her mind a crack appeared on the earth’s Surface. He looked at his Wife, every regret he’d ever felt showing with each line on his face. The only relief was knowing that he’d have her with him at the end of it all. Their bodies telling them to run no more, but to turn and watch as Eternity finally found its end. They held each other as they looked to the Sky, every color known to man and some never seen before shown across the sky. Meteors’ playing across the atmosphere in sudden sparks of light. But the most Beautiful of it all was her, how she hovered in the air as she watched the destruction she had promised so many thousands of years before play out. She looked to them, a single glistening tear sliding down her cheek before she finally turned her head away from the earth she finally let go of. They looked at each other, the reflection of the Beautiful Disaster shining in both their eyes as a wave of color descended on them. Scared that a single Blink could be the last they kissed for the final time before the color faded, leaving nothing behind.