By justclickindiva on Skatehive
*In Search of Paradise It was the time of the second generation. In the midst of warmth during the one hundred days drought, twenty-year-old Igor set sail one day. Optimism filled his soul. Ambition filled his spirit. And longing for riches, a different way of life, and hubris filled his body. "Of all the gathering of lower men in our clan, I can do this," he boasted before the left. He cast off his parents' pleading. "Your way is ancient and no longer accepted. Let us carve out our own paths. We can do conquer where you have failed. I'm not asking for permission." His mother cried. His father slapped him hard, then grabbed the Old History from the side table and held it close to Igor's face. "You'll be cursed for your blasphemy I say to you this day by the powers given me." "What powers? Igor laughed, sneering, having refused to even read the manuscript. "You've no more power than I. And I've more foresight than you and strength to carry it forward." "You know not what you speak of so