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Prelude
Dawn's breath played lazily across the Korriban landscape. Shadow and darkness were dissolved, replaced with pastel oranges, purples, and crimsons that weaved ever further across the brightening sky.
Night's predators fled for safe shelter, reluctant to emerge until darkness seeped over the planet once more. They had done what was needed to survive here. They had emerged at the onset of shadow and set out to hunt their slumbering prey.
The light offered open visibility to those who dared travel it, lending false security to their senses. Danger and Threat went unseen. Truth and Justice, blinded by their own light, fulfilled their duties, allowing life to resume a kind of normalcy before the creatures of light returned to their dwellings under the pretense of rest.
Light held the naïve, the narrow sighted, the unseeing, the victims of their own beliefs.
Darkness birthed shadows that held the strong, the brave, the advantageous, and the survivors.
THE AUTHOR IS A FIRST TIME POSTER TO A PUBLIC FORUM - OR ANY FORUM FOR THAT MATTER - AND IF SO KIND, PLEASE POST REVIEWS.
Prelude
Dawn's breath played lazily across the Korriban landscape. Shadow and darkness were dissolved, replaced with pastel oranges, purples, and crimsons that weaved ever further across the brightening sky.
Night's predators fled for safe shelter, reluctant to emerge until darkness seeped over the planet once more. They had done what was needed to survive here. They had emerged at the onset of shadow and set out to hunt their slumbering prey.
The light offered open visibility to those who dared travel it, lending false security to their senses. Danger and Threat went unseen. Truth and Justice, blinded by their own light, fulfilled their duties, allowing life to resume a kind of normalcy before the creatures of light returned to their dwellings under the pretense of rest.
Light held the naïve, the narrow sighted, the unseeing, the victims of their own beliefs.
Darkness birthed shadows that held the strong, the brave, the advantageous, and the survivors.