The Hidden Sun Aren B.C. Alphine
The Hidden Sun

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It seemed to take in air like a person would, a ring of raging fire surrounding it as it cowered before exploding letting out a cry filled with years of anger, bitterness and hurt upon the world as it burned so brightly.

The Hidden Sun Aren B.C. Alphine

Long ago our ancestors preached about the sun lasting for millions of years till the end of mankind.

But it was not to be, for with every one of their actions taken, believing everything would still be there even with excess usage, there came a time when they were proven wrong.

The sun which shone like a god was snuffed like a candle when it fell.

Diablos had been victorious as they watched in horror as the sun shrunk slowly and no amount of help and reduced burning could fix it.

"It would still be there for a while" they tried to tell us, and like fools we believed wholly.

For years, this was a fact.

Though ice kept melting and politicians and scientists preached about technology being so advanced, there would be enough time to fix things; I watched as the bears,

birds and other animals slowly became extinct.

Where were the animals, the green world lush with life they saw but their children would never get to see?

But those who questioned where the minority and their voices shunned for listening to them meant no flying wheels,

and the advancement that came with chipping the ice and the birth of growing technology.

It was unexpected that day they would never again look up to Sol.

It seemed to take in air like a person would, a ring of raging fire surrounding it as it cowered before exploding letting out a cry filled with years of anger,

bitterness and hurt upon the world as it burned so brightly. With a gust of wind from the rebound, most life on earth was turned to ashes raised up to the heavens and scattered all around.

In all the chaos there was hope to be found, for some had survived and for a while they had also died from various illnesses.

But still, through thousands of years they grew and tried to reconstruct a better world, with the power of adaptation,

those who survived were evolved; for the radiation had an effect on their constitutions. With the passage of time, the world had cooled and Zira had taken over as the only light for dependence.

Those who had lived would tell the tale of how beautiful the world had been in a time of light for generations to come.

Others who still had knowledge to share would write down their legacy on what little book was available to pass on and once again, society was slowly rebuilt.

"It wasn't till years later, the first lunar generator was produced by Aline Vanclov to bring back electricity but this time powered by the moon to help our task become simpler.

Thanks to her you can get a glimpse into the past." The footsteps halted as the person looked down on the children gathered together in heavy clothing and masks for protection.

Gesturing to the silver rectangle held upright by a similar silver pole while facing the east in a glass box. The working at the surface so simple one would wonder how it even produced light.

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