For reasons that will become apparent I am fearful of the theft that nights slumber extols upon us all, its bitter sweet pilfering of all we could ever remember is what gives our lives their very meaning. Your yesterday, is it really there or is it a thought provided to give your current existence a solid foundation. So that your actions today will have credence and you do not thwart the path of our saviour with any alterior motif. How many times did you lose that cow? I know not any more and my head hurts the more I try to fathom it. Is this knowledge demonic temptation or deitic providence, or is it just the recollected ramblings of yet another soul who has lived the same life too many times. Either way i was not alone and I will still attempt to tell our collective tale in the hopes that we shall suffer the impetuous designs of the gods mistakes no more.
Right now, as I sit and write, parents across the great plains are wrestling with their children in the time honoured traditions of getting them to bed. I can see them all in my minds eye, yelling, screaming, cussing. From the lowliest slum hovels to the highest lordly manors. Just like you and I once did, though I wonder from what diabolical realm of the gods imagination this thought comes from. Shortly, if not already, that great tome of slumber inducement will be pulled from the shelf. Creating instant order where once there was chaos.
This much you already know, so often have you heard the tale and been subject to its magical slumbering powers. Unbeknownst to you, however, is a facet of our collective fable that extends beyond anything we so called mortals could concieve. So for the sake of honesty in a deceptive universe I will tell you the tale that you think you know, along with the knowledge that has been bestowed upon me and two others. Before the gods reset us all and we begin this merry dance known as our existence in the realms of eternia once again. Unfortunately I can only do this tale justice by telling it from not only my perspective, but the perspectives of three, maybe four others, so please bare with me as I try to explain our shared fate.
