• ~Prologue~ part one (the theory)

    Life, a word with many theories, but no real answer. It’s bustling beauty so vivid, so real, trees swaying proudly, rich greens and dark browns. Oceans, mighty waves foaming with creatures so many still unknown, it was filled to the brim with exquisite blues.

    Fields of flowers vibrating with millions of brilliant colors. The sky, breath taking oranges and passionate pinks, the saddest blues and the strangest blacks. I think I’ll take you back, to when? Simple, the beginning, I’ll show you how it all started, I’ll show you how it all began.

    ~Prologue~ part two (the beginning)

    The seven pure beings, highest counsel, most intelligent, the seven sages. They ruled over life its self and for once in their entire existence, they were truly baffled. Proud of their work on the thing they called space, they had to address the most pressing matter of all.

    What was missing? Space was stunning, rich swirling colors too breath taking to describe, bright stars gleaming and glittering in the spacious outer reaches. “I do not know” one of them whispered, stars spilling out of its mouth, filling up more of the space.

    “What word would you use for such a feeling?” another pondered, its harsh wispy voice sounded amused. “We are baffled, stumped, confused, dumbstruck!” one of them shouted, its voice was full of anger and rage, it cracked through out the space in a most threatening manner.

    “Lets question the overseer!” the youngest sang, its voice, a sweet chiming musical sound. The others nodded and appeared in front of the overseer, a strange being even older and wiser than the seven sages. “Oh wise one” more stars spilling from its lips, “we are stumped, what do we fill this space with?”

    The overseer lifted its head, its flaming hair licking the empty space around it. “Life” the old one said, its voice like a thousand crackling flames. “Fill this space with life! Nine planets, I shall be called the sun, all the others will orbit around me for I am the center.”

    The sages leaned in, curious to hear what else the overseer would say. “make them in this order, Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto.” The sages grew eager, what next? “fill Earth with life, the others, do as you please, as long as they are bare.”

    “Bare?” another questioned, its voice painting vibrant colorful picture. “You heard me, bare!” the wise one roared, “now go!” the sages were being shoved away as the overseers eyes started to close in a strange manner.

    “One last thing, I am chaining you to your creation, you will live immortally on Earth. Never again will I see you, so another surprise I shall give.” fear started to gnaw at them, what was going on? “Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, F-Friday, Saturday.” The old one wheezed, “these are your new names, oldest to youngest” he pointed to the star spiller going down the row till he stopped at the singer.

    “Good bye children…never hate, only love” the overseers eyes went blank and They all hung their heads, the old one was dead. The star spiller, Sunday, lifted it’s head. “Come” it whispered, stars falling slowly, “we have work to do.” the others started to work on the planets surrounding, Sunday floated down, hovering above the place were Earth was going to be. “Its medium, round vivid, trees swaying proudly, rich greens and dark browns.

    “ Oceans, mighty waves foaming with creatures so many still unknown, filled to the brim with exquisite blues. Fields of flowers vibrating with millions of brilliant colors. The sky, breath taking oranges and passionate pinks, the saddest blues and the strangest blacks.
    “this will be Earth, with so much to offer, will it fail? Or will it be magnificent?”