February 2010
2 posts
Prologue.
Plains upon plains of barren dust stretch across the landscape, dusk brings shadows to every dip and curve, until all that is left is contagious darkness. Soon, the whole scene is set:
Black, but for one glimmer in the distance.
It is a flame, another sprout that burns proud and defiant. It is the only pure source of energy among its surroundings, the only life left. Each flicker of fire, as it...
