In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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There isn’t much to it, Or so they all say, To pick a place and sit, And wait for a day. To standing idly by And doing nothing. To watch the clouds and sky, To hear the birds sing. But patience is a task, Impossible deed. Too difficult to ask Of someone in need. Ticking away moments Of nothing at all, Leaves one’s head to torrents Of thoughts, big and small. What is right? What is wrong? Who are we to say? Time’s slow, the day is long, And slowly gives way To dark and night and stars But never to sleep. To noise of passing cars And thoughts digging deep. There is nothing to do, And so here I sit, Thinking of me and you, Emotion and wit. Thinking is a strange beast, Tamed not by tether. So we sit, but at least We sit together.