| The Falling Sunrise Within every being's day, there are two major parts: The sunrise, and the sunset. The rising sun, gentle, bright, lit its rose colored ringlits every morning to every day. The sunset closed the day, darkening the skies, cooling the day for the night. People smile towards the sunrise, and frown to the sunset. Pagsikat, the Sunrise, sister to the one known as Paglubag. Her nature is warmer then her brother's, and she is the second part of his circle. Yin, and yang, to put it symbolically. Paglubag, on the otherhand, is the negative force of the two. Constantly quiet and aloof, the Sunset keeps from many crowds. The Past In the past, there was nothing for these two. No father, no mother, nothing. They had nothing but the clothes on their back and eachother. They group up in reclusion, wandering, not taking any paths that seemed the easier. It had taken them this far, and made them this strong, why should they? Their names they had remembered strangely from their earlier days. Pagsikat, the Sunset; and Paglubag, the Sunrise. And now, they are here, adults. Sometimes the individual can be seen alone, but the other more then likely isn't too far away. Tread softly about these pair, for their wrath is difficult to pull, but if forced.... The Sunset shall be the end of your day. And the Sunrise shall not lift you from eternal darkness. |
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