Consumed by light, the world becomes an illusion.
A fragment of a memory of what used to be… a dream.
The creator awaits his creation as Celestial s shift the days, as a continued cycle.
Beings among the lands come and fade away, trapped in their monotonous dreams.
Few, however, escape from the illusion… only to wake in an illusion of their own mind.
For many, this illusion leads to madness, for some freedom.
Which ever path one takes, one can change… for the better… or for the worst…
Saturday, May 9, 2009
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