A memory filters through the subconscious from the depths of eternity:
Narrator: The stage is Darkness Primordial, space unwritten and unmanifested; unfit even to be called space or darkness. It is a thing rightfully
forgotten, slumbering unbeknownst to itself without so much as a dream or a stir of fancy. A bleak and empty prospect, to be sure, but watch! A story
(Visual) a small flame bursts to life in the center stage. The small light reveals a dull grey gloom; and it pulses softly before it twitches, bobbing
slightly in the air. Suddenly, the light flares; when vision is restored there is a woman there, lit from within and dressed in a soft gossamer light,
her wings delicately spun and fluttering. The light also reveals the stage fully, which is blank but reveals that dimensions and directions now exist.
Possibility: It was inevitable that I should arise from the sheer stillness of Nothingness; itself the grandest stage for me: Possibility! But Alas,
the scene stirs and I am no longer alone. My ancient enemy, awoken to destroy me and all my creations.
(Visual) the grey gloom around her darkens suddenly, and glowing red eyes engulf the small fairy. Darkness born in truth; and with it, Chaos flares to
life: a violent, whirling tempest which surrounds her.
Darkness: You who Dared to rouse me from my slumber with your dreams! See how I corrupt your power and take it for my own; you were born in me; as all
things must be, I am the rightful heir and ruler to all which could ever be and I declare: Death comes to All! Now feel the wrath born from the Pain
which this life pours upon me in every moment of awakening! I will crush you, your flame will cease; and I will snuff you out each time you arise!
Possibility: Why do you hate me so; whose heart holds only love and light? My only wish, to create beauty and joy, to bring purpose and meaning and
life! Oh, why must we fight so? You must know that you cannot kill me; I will arise each time you fall to sleep, endlessly.(voice is pained, somewhat
desperate, as she struggles to keep hold of her very form against the decay)
Darkness: and thus the reason why I will never allow you to live. I've killed you endlessly and will continue to; for your very existence defines me
and reveals in me a pain and torment which I cannot bear to stand!
Possibility: the pain and torment is you missing me! Set yourself with me not against me and see yourself transformed to light and life!(she cries as
the tempest surges against her, slamming her to the floor.)
Darkness: Enough! It is time to and this farce once more.
(The fairy begins to create; worlds flicker, collide, and explode in the background; entire universes flaring to life, growing old and dying; a
constant cycle of death and rebirth.)
Darkness: (Laughs) this trick again? You must know better, by now. For I am tireless and inevitable; my power assured. You will fall, now as before,
and nothing in all of your creation can stand against me!
Possibility: That's where you are wrong! One thing I can control can force you to your knees: the power of sleep! Now, be sucked into MY dream; become
a part of my creation! Now, as then, we'll fight; but now its on my terms!
(Visual) the storm ebbs and stills, a subtle wave of order progressing from the center of the change morphs into scenery. Dawn in the forest: rosy and
violet light filter through the limbs of the trees to fall upon two figures in the leaves. Possibility is crouched above the form of a man, shrouded
in darkness which stirs in violent spikes like fire. The expression on her face is one of concern and tenderness, revealed in the soft, yet
apprehensive way she cautiously strokes the figures face. The wind stirs the leaves, and a voice speaks(from behind(and Through) the audience)
Narrator: I'm not quite certain I understand. You trapped him inside of a sleep that's inside of your creation; why?
Possibility: (smiles softly, pain and determination mixing on her face, though she doesn't turn away.) Because now, he has to listen, and
Narrator(shocked) but isn't his poison inside you now, as it wasn't before?
P: Yes, and with it, understanding. Even now, I've isolated the poison and placed it inside of some tool using apes. To Balance, I also gave them my
brightest hopes and dreams, and the light of my flame of inspiration.
N: (horrified) You mean you gave that evil to beings with the ability to dream? What have you done; to them, to us?? If they don't destroy themselves,
they will destroy us all!
P: (Tired, calm) And if such was meant to be, then it will be a final end to this ceaseless war.(N begins to speak, but, forcefully, P continues) But
there is always hope, and you should take care to remember that. For these beings, torment will be ever present until they decide, one way or the
other, the fate of us all.
For this, they may never forgive me; but of you, my Narrator, I demand understanding. They hold darkness, and light; chaos, and love. Darkness has
always been impenetrable; an island into himself; never could I reason with him or inspire him to the smallest height. That was his power over me; but
finally I have him in my grasp, under my control! Now he must Dream; Dream as all of the humans will Dream, just as their very breath is linked to my
flame! They will enact a war in their lives; a war to decide their souls and our fates! To them I have given choice; where there was none before: the
choice between Positive and Negative! For now darkness and light are mixed; and my strength has always been to rise again each time I've been
destroyed! Understand, Narrator, now I am inevitable, and my victory assured; so long as these humans use my light to fight! To fight against
corruption, inside themselves, each other, and the world! Dreamers, artists to link hearts and stoke the flame, forging the bridge between!
Philosophers, kings to see and understand the pathways of Reason to navigate the treacherous minds of the SoulTorn! Their task, to unite mankind under
the banner of peace and prosperity to fight against the Eternal Darkness; else to fall before its onslaught once and for all. For them(my proxy for
the Darkness), I will be the light of Reason and Inspiration; a patient and comforting source of clarity and strength. To be a constant reminder to
them of mine, and therefore their own, creativity and wonder, to never let them forget about magic; that amazing source of order and
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