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// A Certain Magical Sunset - Prologue - 01 - Faust - Realm of Dreams 
// Story: A Certain Magical Sunset 
// by Babroniedad 
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Prolog - Mind Blown





Faust - Realm of Dreams



Faust floated through the constellations of her children’s dreams. Glimmering threads everywhere spanned in the darkness, joining dreaming souls together in cosmic harmony.   All around her the souls of her children shone brightly, connected to one another by the threads of her Maker's Will, and beyond each other to the souls of the other Realms.  Searching, she sought for the two souls she had carefully groomed to serve her Maker's Will.

Knowing these precious souls were not among her children in the Realm of Beasts, she passed along the paths connecting to the Realm of Men.  There she found them, unsurprisingly together, as their cherished friendship assured they were always in each other's thoughts, if not each other's presence.

With a smile she gently tugged their threads, pulling their souls into her heart.  “My Dearest chosen daughters, awaken,” she called to them, breathing her Maker’s Will into them. “Awaken to your destiny.  Serve My Maker's Will, dear daughters, and know My Joy.”

The two souls glowed with power, shining in Teal and Magenta, brightly lighting the paths between the sleeping souls.

With a gentle kiss she carefully placed them back between the souls of the realms, then withdrew.

Shining brightly, their threads formed a rainbow bridge between the souls of the Realm of Beasts and the Realm of Men.






On a dying planet, long dormant in the Realm of Men, a teal spark flashed.  Life stirred, called forth by the Kiss of The Maker.  Slowly, a planet readied itself to receive its new mistresses.






In a dark corner of the Outer Realms, Baal Zebub stirred from his soul feast.  “The False Goddess has moved again,” he called out to his familiars . “Ready our servants!”  The spirits stirred, scattering to the other realms to alert their followers.






In another Universe Q looked up in wonder.  “Oh ho ho!  And what has our wonderful Maker done this time?” he mused in anticipation, sensing the threads of fate unfolding.






In his TARDIS, a Time Lord smiled as he felt the shift in the threads of fate.  “Well played, Dear Maker,” Dr. Turner noted happily.  “I will watch over your daughters.”






Libations appease, but blood atones - The Celestial Teachings