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<blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 5750975" data-attributes="member: 16069"><p>And then after a moment, an eon, an age there is light...</p><p></p><p>The tiniest dot of light, in the far distance.</p><p></p><p>The far, far distance.</p><p></p><p>A speck.</p><p></p><p>A mote.</p><p></p><p>A mistake?</p><p></p><p>The voice is solemn, slow- often slurring, in places uncertain- as if it were guessing.</p><p></p><p>"This is the truth."</p><p></p><p>It begins.</p><p></p><p>"In the beginning there was nothing, although perhaps it would be better to say that it was always such. Time did not, or rather- does not, exist. Therefore there is, or was, no beginning, just as there can be no end. Still... we must start somewhere, and where better than the beginning."</p><p></p><p>The voice continues. Unaware, perhaps, it has an audience.</p><p></p><p>"Nothing was everywhere. Darkness was everywhere. The Darkness is nothing. The Darkness does not exist... it is nothing, after all. This is the truth."</p><p></p><p>The voice stops for a moment more, it seems to be ruminating, cogitating.</p><p></p><p>"Then came the light. Then came life. Gods, primordials, the ancients... where the light came from is still unconfirmed. Perhaps it was always there, just hidden somehow... Perhaps not."</p><p></p><p>"The light is life. Life is the light. It is... existence."</p><p></p><p>"But without the darkness could light, or life, exist."</p><p></p><p>"For there to be something, does there first have to be nothing..."</p><p></p><p>The voice drifts off... an echo of its final word.</p><p></p><p>"Things started to fall apart- entropy the bastard offspring of something and nothing- of light and life, was born- or else had always existed. And with entropy came time, and existence had meaning- from evolution to revolution, and life and the light burned brightly."</p><p></p><p>Again the voice recedes, at the same time the speck of light in the sea of darkness grows, perhaps to the size of a copper piece, held aloft for all to see by someone a mile away from your position. The light is, of course, very bright- perhaps because the Darkness is so very dark.</p><p></p><p>The voice gabbles on, at pace now- as if understanding is coming at a rush.</p><p></p><p>"Sentience begat consciousness, consciousness begat reason, and reason begat lore and understanding- and the light grew brighter still."</p><p></p><p>The light grows no bigger, and yet burns with a blinding intensity. It seems to burn a hole celan through the Darkness, its corona is glorious. If you were possessed of emotions, and physicality, then you would weep. It is... magnificent.</p><p></p><p>"For a while reason, and love, were enough... for a short while. But life makes no deals with morality- where love existed so did hate."</p><p></p><p>"Hate looked beyond the light, looked beyond life, it longed for the Darkness, and over time hate learned how to reach out to the Darkness. Until, until it finally connected."</p><p></p><p>Suddenly the glorious light light shimmers, a tracery of black veins appear- like cracks on the surface, the inky black byways grow fatter.</p><p></p><p>"The Darkness flooded in, and the light grew dimmer."</p><p></p><p>"Dimmer."</p><p></p><p>"And dimmer still."</p><p></p><p>The voice is no more than a whisper.</p><p></p><p>"Until it barely existed at all."</p><p></p><p>The voice recedes once more, this time for what seems to be an age, a lifetime, an existence.</p><p></p><p>In the distance the light grows dimmer still- fades to almost nothing, perhaps no more than a memory of the light.</p><p></p><p>The voice returns, certain now- on solid ground."</p><p></p><p>"This is the end. Although there is no end, for it has always been."</p><p></p><p>The light is gone, there is nothing.</p><p></p><p>Darkness.</p><p></p><p>"And yet in the Darkness life still exists, even without the light, it has adapted... somehow, it clings on to the shadow..."</p><p></p><p>The voice comes again.</p><p></p><p>"... Exhausted... Beaten... Broken... Almost forgotten."</p><p></p><p>And suddenly you're back in the chamber, back in your bodies, back in... you.</p><p></p><p>The chamber is empty, or at least the same rotten surroundings and tattered banners, and dirt, and dust. The same two crumbling wooden thrones- although no piles of the dead and the fallen, and no undead creatures... otherwise it's the same. </p><p></p><p>The voice is not done.</p><p></p><p>"All that is left is the memory of the light... the memory... the memory... the memory of the light."</p><p></p><p>The voice falters, breaks down, scrabbles for words- is reduced to half-formed sounds, and then is gone.</p><p></p><p>"This is the truth."</p><p></p><p>Suddenly you can move, and hear and speak and... </p><p></p><p>And...</p><p></p><p>Velani is screaming.</p><p></p><p>Screaming like the world is about to end.</p><p></p><p>Her waters have just broken, she's giving birth, right now.</p><p></p><p>[GM]PS I'm back. Oh and now you can post.[/GM]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Goonalan, post: 5750975, member: 16069"] And then after a moment, an eon, an age there is light... The tiniest dot of light, in the far distance. The far, far distance. A speck. A mote. A mistake? The voice is solemn, slow- often slurring, in places uncertain- as if it were guessing. "This is the truth." It begins. "In the beginning there was nothing, although perhaps it would be better to say that it was always such. Time did not, or rather- does not, exist. Therefore there is, or was, no beginning, just as there can be no end. Still... we must start somewhere, and where better than the beginning." The voice continues. Unaware, perhaps, it has an audience. "Nothing was everywhere. Darkness was everywhere. The Darkness is nothing. The Darkness does not exist... it is nothing, after all. This is the truth." The voice stops for a moment more, it seems to be ruminating, cogitating. "Then came the light. Then came life. Gods, primordials, the ancients... where the light came from is still unconfirmed. Perhaps it was always there, just hidden somehow... Perhaps not." "The light is life. Life is the light. It is... existence." "But without the darkness could light, or life, exist." "For there to be something, does there first have to be nothing..." The voice drifts off... an echo of its final word. "Things started to fall apart- entropy the bastard offspring of something and nothing- of light and life, was born- or else had always existed. And with entropy came time, and existence had meaning- from evolution to revolution, and life and the light burned brightly." Again the voice recedes, at the same time the speck of light in the sea of darkness grows, perhaps to the size of a copper piece, held aloft for all to see by someone a mile away from your position. The light is, of course, very bright- perhaps because the Darkness is so very dark. The voice gabbles on, at pace now- as if understanding is coming at a rush. "Sentience begat consciousness, consciousness begat reason, and reason begat lore and understanding- and the light grew brighter still." The light grows no bigger, and yet burns with a blinding intensity. It seems to burn a hole celan through the Darkness, its corona is glorious. If you were possessed of emotions, and physicality, then you would weep. It is... magnificent. "For a while reason, and love, were enough... for a short while. But life makes no deals with morality- where love existed so did hate." "Hate looked beyond the light, looked beyond life, it longed for the Darkness, and over time hate learned how to reach out to the Darkness. Until, until it finally connected." Suddenly the glorious light light shimmers, a tracery of black veins appear- like cracks on the surface, the inky black byways grow fatter. "The Darkness flooded in, and the light grew dimmer." "Dimmer." "And dimmer still." The voice is no more than a whisper. "Until it barely existed at all." The voice recedes once more, this time for what seems to be an age, a lifetime, an existence. In the distance the light grows dimmer still- fades to almost nothing, perhaps no more than a memory of the light. The voice returns, certain now- on solid ground." "This is the end. Although there is no end, for it has always been." The light is gone, there is nothing. Darkness. "And yet in the Darkness life still exists, even without the light, it has adapted... somehow, it clings on to the shadow..." The voice comes again. "... Exhausted... Beaten... Broken... Almost forgotten." And suddenly you're back in the chamber, back in your bodies, back in... you. The chamber is empty, or at least the same rotten surroundings and tattered banners, and dirt, and dust. The same two crumbling wooden thrones- although no piles of the dead and the fallen, and no undead creatures... otherwise it's the same. The voice is not done. "All that is left is the memory of the light... the memory... the memory... the memory of the light." The voice falters, breaks down, scrabbles for words- is reduced to half-formed sounds, and then is gone. "This is the truth." Suddenly you can move, and hear and speak and... And... Velani is screaming. Screaming like the world is about to end. Her waters have just broken, she's giving birth, right now. [GM]PS I'm back. Oh and now you can post.[/GM] [/QUOTE]
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