Fragments of the Apocalypse

The Crab jumped into the Library as soon as the girl came out, creating that enormous whole. It was bigger than any of the humans that had gathered there, it had many more arms, and it redder. So much redder. Some described the Crab as being crimson. But it was much redder than that. Like, one of the reddest things that had ever been seen in the known universe.

Everyone escaped from the Crab, terrorized by the size of the creature. Even the Ram, feeling the rogue power of the beast, stayed away from it, just in case. Only a librarian and a bar owner faced the Crab that had just entered the Library. The bar owner looked at the Crab and then back at the librarian.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” he said.

“What?” she asked, trying to keep focus on the beast, looking for openings in its defence.

“I thought that we could cook this crab. It must be a delicacy. And then, you know…” he grinned playfully.

She had to turn towards him. “Are you serious? Do you really want to have a romantics dinner in the middle of the Apocalypse?”

He raised his shoulders. “It might as well be the last one”.

She thought about it. “True”.

The door of the Library City opened behind them, as they had spent over five minutes next to it. She then hatched a quick plan. She cast a fooling spell against the Crab that forced it to follow her. They then walked into the Library City. She came back in less than five minutes, with an enormous pan full of finely cooked crab meat.

“Dinner is served” she smiled.

He adjusted a lock of her hair back in place, and surrounded her lovingly around the shoulders. “I love you”.

They walked into the Library City.


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