Choices

"Life moves in circles, my young friend. Each being is born, lives, then dies. Even the Earth itself moves in the same circles. It follows its path around the Light Giver as it spins to give us night and day. Always circles." Dream Walker gazed at the horizon, his voice soft as he spoke. "Your old world has reached such a time. It is time to begin anew but the old world clings to her life. The Earth spirits tremble and cower, knowing the moment they loosen their grasp that the cleansing fire will break free." "What are you telling me, Dream Walker? That the Earth will be destroyed?" "No, reborn. You now have to make choices, Pathfinder. In five day's time, the Earth Spirits will lose their battle and be pushed aside. Save those you can but still be careful who you bring to Mother Earth. Cierra, this will be difficult for you. Save the strong and allow the weak to perish. Compassion would burden those who must fight to survive. Five Days Cierra, then the Earth will die." With his final words, Dream Walker faded and disappeared.