A strange, wooden stage emerged from a sea of darkness, creaking under its watcher's hazy steps.
Its red-tinged curtains parted to the sides, revealing the slow rise of an exhausted, nameless young man, greeting his ailed mother and his little sister as he prepared for the day's first of many shifts.
The lights seemed to go out for an instant, akin to a flickering bulb, leading to a whole new play.
A naïve Laemno was now on display, blessing the Temple of Stars' vestments, chanting the Sidereal Revelations, and dutifully following his responsibilities as the twentieth Celestial Offering.
The platform quaked, crumbling along with its watcher.
As he fell into an endless abyss, fleeting images of an unfamiliar era greeted him—giant vessels, raging seas, cedar castles, and the zealous air of an adventurous age. Silvery eyes gazed upon the earth with pity and upon the skies with disdain, shadowed by a looming heptad and its twisted figures.
