In the beginning, when we thought we could be saved, we sought to face the suns wrath and contain it. Four towers would be built– to pull her fury into this place and dispel it. But even with all we knew... with all we had... It would take too long. A thousand years we could labor and still the work would not be done... The first tower was never completed, the project abandoned... We moved on. But while we labored on other endeavors, a few returned. They thought to automate the process... Metal might finish what flesh could not. If we could not meet the suns cruel embrace... Perhaps we might rebuke it. Already we could generate the fields – to protect us in times of strife... But these were small and simple things. To replicate them on a scale the size of a world... We lacked the energy to make it so. Half the world, they said, then. It is better than none at all. We tried. Again, we failed. A quarter, they asked. Even this, we could not do... A sixth! An eighth! A tenth, they cried! The answer was still the same. Perhaps in time, a city might be spared... But it was time we did not have... So we moved on. ~Juno (Uni), a member of the First Civilization and a part of the Capitoline Triad.
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 16:21:26 +0000
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