“Great heroes need great sorrows and burdens, or half their greatness goes unnoticed. It is all part of the fairy tale.” — Peter S. Beagle
Even the sun’s warm smile must descend into darkness for a time. Who knows what struggles it faces as the moon washes the world in white and night stains the walls with shadows? Yet no matter the adversity, it always triumphs, rising with pride and open arms for mortals and gods alike. The gods follow a similar path, one no less majestic. The fate of the Earth relies solely on their magnanimity and the breadth of their shoulders. Should darkness engulf them and seep from them their strength, mortals, too, will crumble. Not all will risk such trials for ones so inherently lesser, beings little more than porcelain shells of true glory—but one. He leads the way, hammer aloft, into the gloom-riddled field of battle. But valiance and victory come not without a surrendering of self.
What will you sacrifice for what you believe? For what you love? For who you believe, who you love? Nothing in all creation can exist without its opposite. Is it then worth it to fight, when with triumph also comes defeat….