Tales around a fire built of corpses

[AntiochusIII]

Okay, as you wish...Master I am just a puppet, after all.

I think...to enhance your point of sharing, we should give out our little background when we put in the story.

My uninteresting background:
-Birth: 20 July 1989 in Bangkok, capital city of Thailand.
-Childhood: In Bangkok, capital city of Thailand.
-Current Location: In Las Vegas, boring city of America.
-Duration in the US: less than one year; before that I was in Bangkok...capital city of Thailand
-Age: 15 years 8 months.
-Status: Half-Nerd Teenager.

--Tales around a fire built of corpses--

Once upon a time, there was a group of people sitting around a fire. This fire, the only source of warmness for the people around it, was lit on a corpse of a young, beautiful woman. Those people sat around her corpse, seeking warmness from her burning body. Around them was a world of emptiness; of empty snow and empty sky. Only the stars shone above them; the sun would not rise again for months to come. They were...the survivors. They sat around this fire of their friend waiting for...something.

At last, one of them, a young boy from the continent of Asia, spoke:

"There is no good in sitting idly by waiting for something we do not know. Gaia is not a large person. The substances in her body will not last long, and the fire will be lost. We will die with her, soon enough. So we should share our experiences and tales so that we would at least die with knowledge of who are we going to die with."

He glanced around, waiting for the reaction of his audiences. None. So he continued:

"I will start first. Once upon a time..."

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My turn is done. Anyone wants to play along?