A crimson sea of stars stretched across the endless expanse, high beyond a drunken sky, too dissolute in its infinite gloom of drifting dark clouds that blotted out its grand visage, making it rarely seen and appreciated in all its splendor and beauty.
On the earth far beneath, towering rock mountains covered the vast desolate land, oppressed by darkness, protecting it with their enormous presence and aimed defiant spears at the sad sky with their jagged peaks.
The cold winds howled like screaming banshees as if manifesting the conflict and tension between heaven and earth.
A winged ruler of the skies soared over the suppressed yet proud rocky peaks, revisiting the same familiar and unfamiliar scenes on a seemingly neverending loop.
Eniwse did not know for what reason her consciousness was brought into this world, but she had lost count of how many times she had watched the same scenes unfold on repeat.