Sadness- The Beginning
It begins.
-------Prologue--------
An Early Tale:
Before there was anything, there was the three. They were three brothers, whose names have now sadly been forgotten. They decided one day, when their wives were out, to make something to alleviate their boredom. The first and eldest brother made a dark void, filled with an exquisite bounty of nothing. His siblings clapped and for a while they sat and enjoyed the beauty of the creation. After a time however, they grew tired, and decided to add something to the void.
The second brother took fire and passion and fear and anger, all that which burned and exploded, and concentrated them all together into light. At first, it overwhelmed the darkness completely, filling the void with a blinding brilliance, but he then thought again and reduced the light to tiny points, pricking through he darkness, spread sparsely around. The three brothers agreed that this was indeed an improvement and smiled with glee and the new development.
When they tired of that, the third and youngest brother, who was unfortunately impatient, began to put things together quickly and set forces into motion. The light and darkness danced back and forth, and new objects hurled through the space, smashing into each other, creating, destroying, transforming. The chaos threatened to destroy the entire project, when the first brother took control and added laws, and rules, and structure. Suddenly the void had form, and the chaos worked in a beautiful tandem with the laws. This was certainly not at all what they had set out to create, but the brothers were delighted with the discovery and admired it for a long time. A very long time.
As their wives had not yet returned, the brothers became bored yet again and decided that they would yet again add to their creation. They refined it and expanded it, however something seemed amiss. Suddenly one of the brothers had an idea. While his siblings continued with their endeavors, he took some of the raw matter from their creation and began to play. Instead of something large now, he worked diligently and intently, focusing on small details until he had formed a tiny sphere, almost inconsequential. When he was finished, he called to his brothers who stopped what they had been doing and examined what had been created.
We know not which brother came up with the idea, only that each of them was delighted with it: This sphere would be called a planet. They would create scores of them and toss them into the void. These planets would belong to the balls of light, and would dance in their radiance. In turn, the light would continue to move and a beautifully choreographed ballet would play out in their creation. And so they began with their new project. Thousands, then millions, then billons of planets were introduced into the space, and then more, until the brothers had produced countless planets, each different and suited to their dispositions. The first brother created planets that were simplistic, but beautiful in their simplicity. The second chose smaller planets which flew with great ferocity, some even refusing to be tied to the rules of the light. Finally, the third brother made planets which themselves were ruled by powerful inner forces, were winds and storms shaped and reshaped their surfaces, while gasses and powerful energies burst through their crusts and created constantly evolving terrain. All of this held into their project and they all agreed that what they had created was more then any of them could have ever dreamed.
Then, something peculiar happened. Something no one expected.
-------Prologue--------
An Early Tale:
Before there was anything, there was the three. They were three brothers, whose names have now sadly been forgotten. They decided one day, when their wives were out, to make something to alleviate their boredom. The first and eldest brother made a dark void, filled with an exquisite bounty of nothing. His siblings clapped and for a while they sat and enjoyed the beauty of the creation. After a time however, they grew tired, and decided to add something to the void.
The second brother took fire and passion and fear and anger, all that which burned and exploded, and concentrated them all together into light. At first, it overwhelmed the darkness completely, filling the void with a blinding brilliance, but he then thought again and reduced the light to tiny points, pricking through he darkness, spread sparsely around. The three brothers agreed that this was indeed an improvement and smiled with glee and the new development.
When they tired of that, the third and youngest brother, who was unfortunately impatient, began to put things together quickly and set forces into motion. The light and darkness danced back and forth, and new objects hurled through the space, smashing into each other, creating, destroying, transforming. The chaos threatened to destroy the entire project, when the first brother took control and added laws, and rules, and structure. Suddenly the void had form, and the chaos worked in a beautiful tandem with the laws. This was certainly not at all what they had set out to create, but the brothers were delighted with the discovery and admired it for a long time. A very long time.
As their wives had not yet returned, the brothers became bored yet again and decided that they would yet again add to their creation. They refined it and expanded it, however something seemed amiss. Suddenly one of the brothers had an idea. While his siblings continued with their endeavors, he took some of the raw matter from their creation and began to play. Instead of something large now, he worked diligently and intently, focusing on small details until he had formed a tiny sphere, almost inconsequential. When he was finished, he called to his brothers who stopped what they had been doing and examined what had been created.
We know not which brother came up with the idea, only that each of them was delighted with it: This sphere would be called a planet. They would create scores of them and toss them into the void. These planets would belong to the balls of light, and would dance in their radiance. In turn, the light would continue to move and a beautifully choreographed ballet would play out in their creation. And so they began with their new project. Thousands, then millions, then billons of planets were introduced into the space, and then more, until the brothers had produced countless planets, each different and suited to their dispositions. The first brother created planets that were simplistic, but beautiful in their simplicity. The second chose smaller planets which flew with great ferocity, some even refusing to be tied to the rules of the light. Finally, the third brother made planets which themselves were ruled by powerful inner forces, were winds and storms shaped and reshaped their surfaces, while gasses and powerful energies burst through their crusts and created constantly evolving terrain. All of this held into their project and they all agreed that what they had created was more then any of them could have ever dreamed.
Then, something peculiar happened. Something no one expected.
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