The Legend of Amirin: A Modern Myth
Plíenich was not a man. Neither was he a creature nor a being, but he was certainly not a deity. He was, perhaps, an entity, but then, he could not be described by any pronoun if he was. No, Plíenich was no entity. He was something that most men of this world have not yet explored and even less understand. He was the only one of his kind on his world, though there is one of his kind on every world (men of Earth would favor the term “universe”) that exists. Most men hated him, and rightly so. Plíenich had not existed forever. No one on his world, Conaín, knew when he had begun. Many said that he would never end, but the wise ones of every age said that nay, something that had begun had to end. Only things that had never begun could never end. Even so, Plíenich’s eventual end was only a small comfort to those who found themselves plagued by him. Indeed, most men thought that he would drag the world down with him when he finally ceased to exist. It was not so. Plíenich’s very life-...