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The Void - Life's Diaspora.
Now, it may seem like the Universe
And all it encompasses is nothing more than a bleak
Uncaring
Undying
A forever bitter void, filled with madness and despair
A playground for all the opposites to life, the demons that would
Claw and tear at all living beings, bringing nothing but death
And despair in their wake
Igniting fires that burnt whole galaxies
And drained stars of their life-giving light
Yet, somehow, somewhere, the first seeds were planted
Whether on a comet up high or Mother Earth herself, it is no matter
Holding steadfast, hidden for so, so many long, cold years
Outlasting the very demons who haunted our realm
And as the last fiend fell into fire, now life could truly bloom
Reaching upwards and upwards, growing in complexity
First forged in the fires of stellar bodies
Now colonizing the once-lifeless planets
A new age dawned for the Universe.
First, came only cells
Single, imperfect circles embodying life itself
Multiplying from one to make millions
Their time would come and go, as progress trundles ever forwards
Bringing with it new life, new meaning, new hope
The very first true creatures sprang up
In Earth's ancient oceans, carpets of glittering sapphire
Always changing, never constant, creating many alien lifeforms
Swimming through primordial seas, ultimately bursting onto land
Expanding, growing, reaching outwards
In an unstoppable burst of growth
Earth would be united, the seeds of life all blooming
Through the land and the sea, pulsating
With emotions unknown, yet the empire of many would come
To an abrupt hand, as Mother Earth shifts
And turns and writhes and cries
Rivers of lava, eruptions of fire
Scarring the land, blighting all known life.
Many years, it would take, for recovery to begin
From the ashes of old, life waxes once more
Bouncing back from doom, leaping away from jaws of fire
But things were not the same, for new life would herald
An Age not seen before, a rule of cold-blood
For the dinosaurs would rise, and all others could only watch
These kings, these reptilian fiends rise up and snatch
The crown from their progenitors, ruling over all
All others hid away, or were crushed underneath bone and claw
Millions of years passed, and billions of generations came and went
And the dinosaurs held steadfast, sure in their belief
That they were eternal, that life would go on as normal
But as we now know, nothing ever stays the same
And so it was, on one ordinary day
The skies would burn with blood and fire
As interstellar gunfire scarred the surface of the Earth
Kicking up dust, shielding land from sun
No forging of new life, only the beginning of bleak, bleak winter
That froze the land and chilled the dinosaurs' cold blood
To the point where they fell, gasping, fading into the annals of history
All hope was lost, at least for them, anyways
As one tiny species rose from cold, cold ashes
Those species were mammals, and they would do wonders.
Building on foundations set long ago
The mammals spread, in their own unique diaspora
Just as the dinosaurs and those who came before did
Only this time, their conquest was brought not by exploration
Or long, slumbering patience
But fresh, raw violence, a primal need for competition
Only the well-adapted survived - not necessarily the strongest
Or the most intelligent
And so, life continued on, even when a mighty Ice Age
Eclipsed the world, shrouding ocean and land in mountains of ice
Many died, and more so were lost
When the ice was drawn back, back to wintry climes
And it was in this time of strife and terror
That one species would make itself known; a species known
As Homo Sapiens, or wise man
This species carried with it intellect, and for a time, was
Disorganized
Chaotic
Unpredictable
But in time, after all competition withered away and demons died
Man could begin his unstoppable conquest of the lands
But that particular tale, is a story for another day.
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