Prologue
Humans. We’re almost entirely made up of water and, yet, when we die we turn back into the dust of the earth. Burning with hearts of fire, yet how is it that we can breath while using an element as gentle and independent as air. Water, Earth, Fire, Air. We are complex creatures that are living examples of the elements coinciding in complete harmony and display a partnership that is incomparable to anything else in existence.
We posses the power of choice and with an even greater possibility for considerable good, we also have the choice to succeed in deeds that are ominous and devastating. Such power the will of choice bestows upon us. For humans to procure the ability to not only be the reason for peace and harmony but also to be the cause of immense destruction and death, not even the stars can understand.
Harmony of the elements existed and coincided in a tranquil kind of peace, until we found out about them . . . humans aren’t meant to fall in love with stars because that would mean the destruction of life as we know it. It’s unnatural, an abomination of its kind, a love that should never exist. But if one did, would it be worth risking and sacrificing harmony across the entire universe?
“One would endure the tortures of suffering and pain for a thousand life-times if for the sake of saving one fallen star.”
White Inked 