Here's a story I made. This is the prologue as you can probably discern from the title. Anyway, tell me what you think. The emerald colours of the night sky shimmered with the elegancy of jharkets, a blanket of grass sweeping over darkness, snuffing it out like a candle of everlasting light. The light exploded, a soundless vibration that changed and altered the fiery essence of the moons turning in their changeless orbits. Far below, seemingly endless oceans of bright gleaming waters lay dormant, the reflection of the skies glistening on their glossy surface. The light continued, passing across the void of blackness and vanquishing it as it did so with the ease of a healing knife. Great, rolling valleys of green sprang to life as the darkness above it receded. All around, huge pinnacles of rock rose out of the ground like golems, shining bright as power flashed all across its surface. More mountains came into being by the same process, until an entire chain of them rippled across the purple-white of the earth. From a bird's-eye view, the mountains seemed to divide the entire planet into two exactly. More energy broke apart the black whirling forces that put up any further resistance, revealing an unbelievably huge area of grassland that stretched for millions of miles in every direction. It was not empty as it seemed on first glance, but was filled with life, every single acre of it. The plants were in their infancy, but when the time came for their purpose to be served - and the time would indeed come, there was no doubt about that - then the forest of towering, silver trees would stand higher than any other being. Within, the darkness moved and hissed. As if sentient, it seemed to sense what was being done to it, and struggled to escape. It fought powerfully to destroy the chains that shackled it, to rip apart its burdens and obliterate the unwelcome force that had invaded its very being and threatened its existence. It roared into silence, immense power screaming out for vengeance and its unsatiable desire to be free, once and for all. For a split second, the light flickered, just for a single instant. A glimmer of hesitation, as if to measure the true power of the other force that lurked from within. In the next second, the fountain of resolution overpowered doubt and suspicion, and the black rays of darkness receded into the unchanging pinpricks of non-existent time and space. An eye opened. The blinding light had stopped, the intrusion of the darkness having temporarily suspended its movement and distracted it from its purpose. It did not move, did not fade, and did not threaten. It simply existed, hanging in limbo between the middle particles of the great green sky and the red shapes above that cast shadows onto each other. An eye closed. Vibrations shook the air for a few seconds, and when at last they had passed the strange light had resumed its journey across what remained of the shadow that lay upon a tiny region of the land, barely visible. It wiped the blackness away completely, leaving no signs to show what had once been there before. The light had achieved its purpose. And unknown to the eyes that watched behind closed doors up above, a small fragment of the darkness gathered itself up into a ball of super-charged energy, breaking free of its chains and rolling back towards the earth. It landed in a range of mountains, merged with the chaotic mists of the peaks and seemed to disappear completely. The light faded with it. There was no sound, no smell, nothing to even suggest the merest possibility that anything had ever taken place. That was how it had been planned. That was how it must be, and thus would be. The last remnants of the fading light shone onto a piece of seemingly ordinary rock. The rock glowed softly with the high-intensity energy, writhing around as its basic arrangement of particles loosened up and began to rearrange itself. It began to change, the colour brightening and the rock itself growing in size. Two pairs of long cylinders sprouted from its core. The main body of the rock, now almost as big as a tree, revolved several times and split into two segments whilst keeping itself completely intact. The top segment was smaller than the bottom segment, yet somehow managed to retain more definition. And then came the mighty explosion - a force of such power, of such rage, that it would have ripped into a million pieces anything for millions of miles, distorting the arrangement of their particles and changing the arrangement of space and time. But of course the light still remained, preventing such a thing, and instead there was only a flash of harsh intense energy being released in all directions. Only for a split second. Then at last the light vanished altogether, snuffed out like a flame, and what remained of the darkness fell away as well. Three eyes opened simultaneously, and life began.