As we all know, almost everything that exists in
this world has a dark side to it. Same goes for the rainbow, which, nearly all
of us, peruse as a mere splendid arc of colours adorning the sky after heavy
showers. But all is not what it seems. Everyone likes to keep secrets; the rainbow
is no exception. Behind the beauty of the rainbow hides something…something
gloomy, something dark, something that would scare the hell out of you…yes,
indeed, it’s the dark world!
Just
talking of the dark world would automatically create an eerie atmosphere around
you. In the dark world the air is cold, reeking heavily of the gore. Rivers of slime run around the place, falling down high cliffs forming gooey cascades. The little vegetation that one finds in the dark world consists of tall blades of grass which have been dying of thirst of late; blood being the only liquid supplied to them. One may also find trees which grow bones instead of fruits. Unusually tall people, witches and wizards
precisely, roam the lands. Each of them own a palatial domicile, no different than the Buckingham Palace itself (their homes contain bathrooms or not is still an unsolved mystery, though. That gives you an idea of how unpleasant they smell, I hope). There barely is any light in the dark world. Everything is ten times creepier than the darkest
nights experienced in our world.
Looks can
be deceiving. People are usually deceived by the bright colours of the rainbow,
the smooth structure it seems to have, the magical environment it creates. But
folks, do not forget, witches have a neat hand at casting spells, too. Thanks
to the inhabitants of the dark world; to keep their world a secret, they all
get to work after rainfall. Humans: known to be the wisest creatures on the
planet are, in my opinion, the most foolish creatures as well. Easily tricked
by the charm the colourful strip produces, they all believe what their naked
eye sees.
The dark
truth that lies behind is going unnoticed up till today. Just some, who have
the capability to dig deep into the folds of everything, are able to decipher
the truths that have been cleverly hidden. And no offence, I consider myself to
be one of them, after all the theory I have presented in front of you could be
well relied upon (well, you will soon believe me when the horrific creatures
themselves descend to the land and hold us captives for considering ourselves
the wisest of all). For now, all I can do is stare out of the window and adore
the ‘beauty’ of the rainbow, but only when I have a blanket wrapped up around
myself cause, you know, imagining the world over the rainbow can sure send
chills down my spine.
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