I REMEMBER WHEN NIGHT WAS JUST A PASSING HORROR, ALWAYS TO BE REPLACED BY DAY..

BUT I AM OLD ENOUGH TO REMEMBER THE BALL OF FLAME THAT SHONE IN THE SKY AND WAS CALLED THE SUN.

I  LOOK UP. AND I REMEMBER

THOSE WHO ARE REAWAKENED FROM AN EARLIER TIME DO NOT LOOK UP.

...FOR IT HAS BEEN MILLIONS OF YEARS SINCE ANY THING HAS FLOWN IN THE AIR OF THIS SUNLESS WORLD...

ITS NOCTOURNAL TERRORS MELTING AWAY IN THE FIRST LIGHT OF DAWN.

© Sean McLachlan, Martin Isitt, Mike Horsefield 2004