I. Out of Darkness Here in the realm of shadow, in the deep darkness of a wretched chasm that never lightens, lives a ghost. Living lonely, it craves to spread this darkness, but it knows nothing of the bright world above. One day, it stumbles across a traveller exploring. It has seen men stumble into…

Tired, exhausted, spent. Atlas fails, his shoulders relax, the mighty stone slips, and goes tumbling.   It scratches the land, denting the mountains, before crashing into western sea.   He stands there trembling, covering his head.   –   He waits a day.  But the sky isn’t falling.   Liars! he sneers, stretching his ruined…