Memories of the Past

Yonder, under the dimed sparkle of the Tree of Life, majestic figures dressed for celebrations walked the streets with pride and joy. The message was clear, the war was won. Cheers and cries of joy resonated, the parade of soldiers – showered with sparkles from angels up above, was nothing less of a miracle. It shimmered, the brightness brought the stars to shame, culling their natural splendor with artificial grace. On from the streets, alleys, and balconies – the parade eventually arrived at the great castle—the Imperial Castle, which was built in homage to the previous gods. Large statues lined the courtyard – intricate and larger than life, the display was affluent and a little on the obnoxious side. However, when it came to God's whims, the greater the show of power and prestige, the better it seemed. Thus, with the Heavenly council gathered at their feet – Gaia raised her glass in a toast, and lines of large tables fitted with silver cutlery celebrated their victory.