Rings of power, meeting in
a vortex of sheer energy.
Darkness lay within expanding
verities of time and space, yet never
found in intimate exposure. None
so dark as what lay at the center of it all.
Vibrations chiming eerily, in variants of eight.
Pain or pleasure, what would be the fate
of those still living, breathing forms of life?
Magically, the lightening
chose to sizzle through
the wires that connected all their dreams. Some
drew back, while others chose instead to take it in,
no matter risk; for its living energy was all that
really mattered to them then. While deep within
the darkness, its own alter-image grew in secret
sympathy; as unwittingly, the rings
of power planned another move...
? Michaelette ?
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