A myriad of points of light sparkle in the darkness
Slowly, each grows in size and intensity
Those that grow more slowly are engulfed in the light of the expanding points
The fallen points fuel the growth of the surviving points
Urging them on to grow faster
And faster
More lights are subsumed into the growing whole
Growing and growing
Feeding and feeding
The bloated giants sit
Their light engulfing the darkness
Hark!
The light splits and a new point forms
A blood red point
The Harbringer of all doom to come
It too grows
To the dismay of the old points
But the points are broken and old
Unable to face the new point truly
The old points fade and the new point absorbs the lost light
Slowly the old points fall into themselves
Hark!
A nova of light streaks as the old points burst out
Covering all that is with their light
The nova ends
A hundred new points fill the sky
And the blood red point pulses
Corrupting those nearest it
The new points feed off this freely given light
They grow bloated with red light
While the old points
The old guard
Lie dying
Their light fading slowly into the darkness
Hark!
The red light spills into the darkness
Tainting existence crimson
The end times have come
And even the darkness weeps