Twin Fates Project

Darkness.

Darkness lit by a black sky and a black sun. Darkness was the only word that really fit what this was in this language. 'Inverse light' might fit better but that limited its description even further. Trying to explain the blues was even more difficult.

Gaia stood upon a floor covered in a tangled crossing of threads darting every which way. The chaotic fabric had patterns that would repeat but never was it the same. Humans often fell into cycles but it was interesting to see the differences every time it happened. Bubbles floated, connected to these strands of fate so that the almighty might see those that interested her.

"They're done fighting it seems. Going back to their isolated groups... Well, that's no fun at all."

She peered at one of the bubbles, showing a man with Lichtenberg figures dancing over the back of his hand. His face bore the expression of a man regretting difficult decisions. How long had she been watching his little rebellion? The fighting part of it was over quickly even by normal human standards, only around a year. The cracks and seeds of it had been growing for a while before that.

"Seems the fun has run its course with this one."

The bubble popped and the thread returned to its place in the chaos. Gaia strode forward, searching for something, something she had not needed to look for in a long time. Potential.

"Maybe it's time for the dice to be loaded. At the very least, it will be entertaining once things start."

Two strands were plucked from the tapestry at her feet, the coloring of these two slightly different from those around them. A bubble formed at a point in each to show who they were attached to. Somewhere off in the distance, the strands would cross, perhaps several times now that she'd decided to exert her influence upon the world again.

"It seems two more Souls are lost at Sea. So the game begins again