Epilogue
Light.
Luminescent rays bursting through the blackness of the cold winter's night, cascading down upon a face which cannot feel its warmth.
Fire.
Embers roaring upon the calming earth giving heat to those resting around it.
Water.
Tides crashing against the rocks to the left, and rippling creeks providing water to the creatures who need it.
Wind.
Destructive gales flying though the area, blowing leaves from the dying oak upon the ground, then lifting them once more.
Shadow.
Darkness engulfing the earth, giving cover to midnight hunters and rest to weary travelers.
Cold.
Snow plummeting to the earth covering tracks and freezing animals without a place to live.
Lightning.
Electricity speeding from cloud to cloud, offering bursts of light and thunderous booms as it passes over the distant Fooji Mountains.
Earth.
A constantly rumbling ball of mass floating through the darkness of time and space.
Creating life upon this single vessel, the Summon Spirits all live, giving life and death to the creatures that live upon the vessel…