001: New Beginnings.
I'll simply begin from the very beginning. The beginning which began as many beginnings often do, the waning of an old moon. Drifting softly through the sky at such a pace that no one would have guessed it was moving at all, the bright white circle drifted downward towards the horizon. From all around the city of new beginnings did multiple white circles watch, their lovers held tight, for the spectacle to come that was the rising light. Forever, it seemed to wait, and all the suspense filled the air when the sky went as black as the night before.
Would they even see their glorious rising? Would this story even have a beginning? Never, would the sun shine upon the land once more. All the days would be filled with darkness, and the hopes and dreams of all mankind would fall into the pits of firey hellspawn waiting to tear them apart bit by bit.
But, of course, these are just a fool's worry. For never does one think on whether the sun shall rise on the new day, or whether their doom shall be certain with the falling of the great white circle in the sky. Your tomorrows are assumed, and thus, your beginnings assured.
Colored hues stare up as the brilliant rays of red and gold spew over the horizon, and the hopes of all of the glorious eyed children raise up in unison, shouting out the wonderful cry of relief. Another beginning... following another end. The continuous circle of our life assuredly never ends, never begins.
Would they even see their glorious rising? Would this story even have a beginning? Never, would the sun shine upon the land once more. All the days would be filled with darkness, and the hopes and dreams of all mankind would fall into the pits of firey hellspawn waiting to tear them apart bit by bit.
But, of course, these are just a fool's worry. For never does one think on whether the sun shall rise on the new day, or whether their doom shall be certain with the falling of the great white circle in the sky. Your tomorrows are assumed, and thus, your beginnings assured.
Colored hues stare up as the brilliant rays of red and gold spew over the horizon, and the hopes of all of the glorious eyed children raise up in unison, shouting out the wonderful cry of relief. Another beginning... following another end. The continuous circle of our life assuredly never ends, never begins.
