Goldenear777

The day started out cold and bleak, with just enough moisture in the air to suggest rain later on. Occasionally, weak sunlight pierced through the clouds, creating patches of lighter shades of gloom. In one such patch a traveler paused to adjust the straps of her pack. She looked up at the clouds, faintly hoping that she would reach a town before they delivered on their promise of rain. Towns weren't too common in this area of the world. And sometimes, there weren't towns where the maps said there should be. Sometimes, the signs for why the town was gone was obvious, other times less so. Of course, any fool with half a brain could tell you w

 In the beginning there was- well, we don't really know what there was because we weren't there. All we have is what have been told. But still, the tale is told; for something is better than nothing, and people always need a tale to explain the world. This is that tale. In the beginning, there was nothing. It was neither dark nor light, nor warm nor cold, for those things had not yet been thought of. There was just the nothing, and all that composed it. Time itself was different then. Thus a few eternities that lasted but a few short seconds each passed before anything happened. Suddenly, a thought formed. One single thought, and it chang