Little Bang Theory

Swallowing The Sun January 29, 2008

This morning’s darkness was so profound that it swallowed the sun.

The darkness spun out of the West, dense, hungry. It met the sun full on in its corner with a cobalt-blue body slam.

The Sun wasn’t ready. It stumbled back against the rope of the horizon, dazed. Before it could recover, Darkness swallowed it whole.

For the rest of the day, Darkness ruled the sky in glowering discomfort, radiating a strange grayness over the Children of the Land and the Water and the Air.

This was not how Darkness had envisioned its great Victory over the Sun. Below, the Children hardly noticed, barely looked up. Where was the respect due the victor?

Night came early to the Day, humbling the Darkness with its starless inevitability, driving its gray amorphous bulk down over the Eastern Horizon.

Such are the spoils of Impetuous Power; such is the legacy of ill-conceived conquest.