When we are children, we believe the world is full of magic.
We believe in myths and legends and that destiny awaits.
That is the world I remember.
And the one I wish I'd never known....
"The stars have aligned again, sir. It is time we leave this world and move on to the next."
She stares up at the official who speaks to her father in such a serious tone, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and concern. She does not know what it means to move to the next world, for this is the only world she has known.
Is it strange to feel sad in such a time? Usually when stars align, things go well. And yet...all we've known is about to disappear. All because the stars have aligned again.
The ships begin to power as babies across the world begin to cry. It's a sign from the universe...that this should not be. Something is wrong here. Mothers weep as their children cling to them. And still that little girl stares up at the official in curiosity. She does not speak, for her father always knows what to do. He lifts her up, smiling sadly at her, and carries her onto the ship as the lights begin to shine through the strangely thick windows.
The world seems to sigh suddenly. Everything begins to pick up the pace. As if something bad is about to happen.
Little does that child know that her world is about to fall apart...
~*~
For centuries since the end of Earth, man has searched for a new place to live. And every hundred years or so, man must move again, for no world can sustain them. Not like Earth.
The stars always align to show man where he must go. It was like a compass. Guiding a lost animal in the dead of night to its home.
But humans are not always nomads. It is not right to destroy one world after another. Making entire solar systems desolate wastelands.
~*~
She is carried from the ship upon landing, her eyes widening with delight as the new scenery gives her hope and joy. Mountains rise on the horizon...and before her and her people a grand, lush valley spreads out with open arms.
That night, however, she learns quickly that all is not good, for a terrible monster comes and snatches many away, leaving flame and ash in its path. The dragons have come for a hunt. And the stars are once more aligned. Not long after they have left their cluster have they shown the terrible fate of mankind again.
They do not make it to the ships.
Few survived the night. And those who did scattered. Mothers, fathers, some children. Very, very few.
~*~
They were the Ancestors. And we are the Descendants. Searching for a way to flee the tyranny of the dragons in hopes that one day, we can make peace with the world we are now trapped on. Is it possible? That is what we wish to find out.
Legend has it that there is one type of dragon that might help us. An Ancient Gold named Eternity. She is said to look the color of a dying star, and her songs bring tears to any eyes of those who hear.
And now, we search for her.
Eternity.
She is our only hope. Without her...mankind may not live another century.
The stars are aligned again. But this time, all mothers say that it is a good thing. This is not the alignment that mark the hunt of the dragons. And so, we shall follow this one like a compass...but not through space. We use it to search for Eternity. And once we find her, we shall again find peace. After so long.
Mankind must survive.
And so we search.
After all...it's either that...or die.
Heh....hope that's not too long. Once I get an idea, I kinda build on it...my fingers took over.