In a Genghis of Time
Introduction
Walking across the plank into the times old history block can only escape the rivers edge unto this embanked curvature of time. These moving bricks a lot the presence that sees its casting take place and away from this god forsaken journey rests assure the casualties of life ever after. From apart this withering tree rests the concubines anchor that overstates the moving cents of time that appears rendered by the showcase of lights. The lights over hills tell only the sad tale of Roman adventure unto the burrowing landscape flickers in the wind and sunset. There! There! Yelled anonymously the mad man of strange streets calling out his mesmerizing ludicrous calls to the states play of adversaries. This is where the two people cried out luminously asking for debate sanguine fortitude to take apart their call of apparition. Seen by the leveling embargo the seas rushed and waved in amongst the growing attention of soulful speakers looking to rarely acquire a sense of judgment. In amongst the heavy iron statues sits the Idol sipping his bright blankent ice water. It is he who destitute the abolishment of slavery and appoints all land owners king. Without prior judgment I make no clerical union my God and wish betterment upon the public name. This is a form of servitude onto the ages and remains plebiscite to all kingdoms comes. And that is me order yelled Genghis Khan!...
“Really Grandpa, you know the story and met Genghis Khan?” asked Timothy
“Well yes, and you remind me so much of him Timothy.” Replied Grandpa Thomas Berkeley.
“Then how was he with story telling himself Grandpa?” asked Timothy exuberant with wanting the details spoken.
“He told stories very slow so every one could hear him, although he wasn’t that loud but spoke with enthusiastic boldness. He once told the story of the wicked fierce dragon who nearly blew fire and put out the Sun, my fair lad.” Said Berkeley orally.
“Cool Grandpa, did the Sun fight back?” asked Timothy
“No, No Son, he gave up for Genghis Khan had immense power.” Replied Thomas chuckling at kids exciting humor.
“We will get back to this book secret another day Timothy, for Grandpa can’t tell you the book of The Dead Sea yet, for you are far too young to hear about reincarnation.” Said Thomas.
“Reincarnation? What the heck is that Grandpa?” asked Timothy.
“I’ll tell you when your older, now go brush your hair and teeth its time for a nap.” Said Grandpa convincible.
“Ah Fine Grandpa, but I do love talking to you about stories.” Replied Tim
“I know, I know.” Said Grandpa Tom.
