Secrets of Time: Hour of Beginnings

Secrets of Time: Hour of Beginnings

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Time. It's an odd thing, really. Everyone always says you can never have enough of it. But that’s not always true. Time, like everything else, has its own secrets. Some scientists believe that other life exists. They’re right, but not in the way they think. In ancient times, a bridge existed between our realm and the realm of Alexianan. This bridge once connected our dimension to a vast field of others. Now, it’s broken, shattered for hundreds of years. We’ve been cut off from the other worlds for far too long. Now, the hour of beginnings dawns upon us and we must make it count. Our goal: Discover time’s secrets and mend the rift between the realms. If we don’t reconnect them before dusk’s end, it will be too late and the universe will be shrouded in an eternal twilight.
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They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.

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