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The Eternal Moon
Eterna Luna. Invigilator of the Augmentation Audit, and rival of the Ferreus Sol; a corporation, rather than a man.
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The Infinite Void
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by AugmentationAudit
So begins...
The Eternal Moon's Story
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The Eternal Moon looked up from her position at the bottom of the stairs, where she had been standing unobtrusively for quite some time. She faced the wall, her body half in shadow, long, white hair obscuring her face from view until she was looking directly at Sol. She smiled, though the expression seemed somewhat false (everything about her seemed artificial in some way, though upon looking again she was, in fact, completely normal), and looked away again.
"And she falls into orbit of him, but he should remember; the Moon revolves around the Earth, not the Sun. Sol holds the planets in his sway, but not her; she stood forever distant, a goal for him to strive for. But he couldn't pull her from her solitary orbit, and so he remains alone, a single, unmoving point in space while the universe expands and spins around him."
Her voice was quiet, and it was uncertain who, if anyone, she was speaking to. "Some think that he's lonely, others think that the Earth's will is the only think keeping him from burning away all traces of life. The Moon is little more than ashes and dust, the planets of the Solar System either ravaged by his fury or chilled by his abandonment; only the Earth now stands against him."
"And she falls into orbit of him, but he should remember; the Moon revolves around the Earth, not the Sun. Sol holds the planets in his sway, but not her; she stood forever distant, a goal for him to strive for. But he couldn't pull her from her solitary orbit, and so he remains alone, a single, unmoving point in space while the universe expands and spins around him."
Her voice was quiet, and it was uncertain who, if anyone, she was speaking to. "Some think that he's lonely, others think that the Earth's will is the only think keeping him from burning away all traces of life. The Moon is little more than ashes and dust, the planets of the Solar System either ravaged by his fury or chilled by his abandonment; only the Earth now stands against him."
"She would disappear," the Shades' Moon replied, turning her dark face a fraction so that her reflection cast a shadow over Sol's image in the glass. "But for all that it can be banished, a shadow can never be destroyed, and you will not look upon me, Sol, because for all you speak of your iron heart you are as fallible and transient as all those that are caught inside your orbit."
Her eyes were points of eerie light in a colorlessly dark face, unblinking, forever fixed upon the Iron Sun. "Even the Sun will one day burn in his death throes in the Heavens; the only question remaining is whether he will take the Earth with him of if it will somehow live on in his absence."
Her eyes were points of eerie light in a colorlessly dark face, unblinking, forever fixed upon the Iron Sun. "Even the Sun will one day burn in his death throes in the Heavens; the only question remaining is whether he will take the Earth with him of if it will somehow live on in his absence."
"Life has gone on in the absence of the Sun for many years," The Moon solemnly replied, her body reclined against the wall as if she could easily melt into its shadow and disappear. She was slight, soft spoken, unearthly in her appearance; it was all too easy to believe that she wasn't there at all; only a trick of imagination, wistful thinking and the light.
"He fell from the Heavens when the Moon turned to dust, reconstructing himself within a harsh armor that was once his iron heart. There is no love in him now, and the Night Sky is obscured by his hatred and grief. He is blind, if he in some way thinks that the world is not living on without him, but perhaps that, of all things, is the cause of this sorry tale."
She sighed quietly, head tipped back against the wall. "He is solitary, he is burning, but there is neither heat nor light left for those that once depended upon him. The Temple of the Living Sun is empty now, as the people have forsaken even prayer. Where once his death would have caused the world to burn with him, now it hardens its heart in his absence so that it may remain. It is, perhaps, his last great gift for them, as without he, who hardened his heart, they would have never learned such a lesson.
"However," and now she turned a little more towards him, still unable to look away just as he seemed unable to gaze upon her. "Some, if not all, wonder if death would not have been better than having to learn such a lesson at all."
"He fell from the Heavens when the Moon turned to dust, reconstructing himself within a harsh armor that was once his iron heart. There is no love in him now, and the Night Sky is obscured by his hatred and grief. He is blind, if he in some way thinks that the world is not living on without him, but perhaps that, of all things, is the cause of this sorry tale."
She sighed quietly, head tipped back against the wall. "He is solitary, he is burning, but there is neither heat nor light left for those that once depended upon him. The Temple of the Living Sun is empty now, as the people have forsaken even prayer. Where once his death would have caused the world to burn with him, now it hardens its heart in his absence so that it may remain. It is, perhaps, his last great gift for them, as without he, who hardened his heart, they would have never learned such a lesson.
"However," and now she turned a little more towards him, still unable to look away just as he seemed unable to gaze upon her. "Some, if not all, wonder if death would not have been better than having to learn such a lesson at all."
The Eternal Moon continued to watch even when all that she could see was his back. She had never seen his face save in reflection, as was the nature of their relationship. The day that they looked upon each other directly would be the day the world came crashing down around them; the sky would fall in a shower of metal rain, ink would bleed from the pavements, diamonds scattering like dust to the winds as the forever sleepers were cast into slumber. She would not seek to see him for that reason, but she knew that he would one day look; she had been created for that very purpose, the shadow of the Moon.
"Will there be such a thing?" she mused, as if to herself, but speaking to him, always to him. "There are tales of Icarus and Daedalus, of heralds; the voices of the Lord. There is talk of watchers, of dreamers, eternal sleepers. But of Science? Of White Dwarf stars? There is no such thing, or, maybe, soon such talk will be forgotten."
"Will there be such a thing?" she mused, as if to herself, but speaking to him, always to him. "There are tales of Icarus and Daedalus, of heralds; the voices of the Lord. There is talk of watchers, of dreamers, eternal sleepers. But of Science? Of White Dwarf stars? There is no such thing, or, maybe, soon such talk will be forgotten."
"Wise, maybe, but right? Sometimes it is best that a thing remains in shadow, away from the eyes of those that search for it. A secret is a powerful thing; it drives men to great lengths in their frustration and desire to know, but when it is found all of that power fades away. There is no drive, when the secret is lost, but that is beside the point in such a situation.
She seemed to almost laugh, but there was no mirth in her voice when she next spoke. "It would be best if the Sun knew nothing of the White Dwarf, for fatalistic thinking will only bring on the inevitable with greater speed. If that which is his cannot be seen, then surely all he has to do is wait for it to come around again; nothing can be free of his orbit, after all."
She seemed to almost laugh, but there was no mirth in her voice when she next spoke. "It would be best if the Sun knew nothing of the White Dwarf, for fatalistic thinking will only bring on the inevitable with greater speed. If that which is his cannot be seen, then surely all he has to do is wait for it to come around again; nothing can be free of his orbit, after all."
The Eternal Moon stepped out from the shadows as Sol disappeared, and for the first time she embraced the light. She was dark, robed in white that formed a stark and painful contrast, and like Sol she was just too beautiful to be real. She sighed, for what he had said was perfectly true; no things were free of their orbit, and all things revolved around the Sun, even when that Sun was falling into darkness. She followed him quietly, always at his back.
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