00.00 - Days of Future Passed

“IT is eternal, all around, from whispers low to loudest sound, from smallest seed to biggest star, from nearest soul to world afar, and all the paths, and all domains, and all things grasped by human brains, is but a shadow of the whole, like drawing oceans with a bowl, and every IT that can be named, and used by man, and slowly tamed, is not eternal IT at all, just fading light upon a wall. The final ground can not be reached, but is eternally besieged, by mortal men and the divine, yet no one truly grasps its shine.”

~ Lucius Artorius Castus; Year One

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Lucian Limner had just found his daily training’s final round around the outstretched training ground, and all the while he turned around to face a new and sudden sound from far away from times rewound, where he once walked upon a mound and where his destiny was bound.

Across the distance with a smile, his father in a leisured style, walked very slow, but steady still, across a tiny nearby hill, where wooden frames and metal crates were stacked atop like silent weights, of which a few once blocked the path, besides the freshly growing grass.

Aurelius now called the boy, an ancient voice still filled with joy, a man in robes as white as snow, with well trimmed beard and outward glow, whose silver hair like waves in spring bathed in bright light just like a king, from far away the western sun, atop the mountain range that ran from north to south besides the town, whose lights were just about to drown the stars that slowly reappeared behind the giant ships that steered and rose atop the eastern sky above the distant city high.

So then those vessels weaved by man, whose ingenuity began a journey which took quite a while, from humble start to current mile, that culminated in those ships, will now embark on risky trips, to touch the clouds and make the shift, from star to star, from rift to rift, towards the cosmos brilliant shine, a tour which messengers divine performed in long forgotten time, when heaven still was in its prime.