from dust we come

"You paint the constellations, stars guiding your path, pure beauty made manifest in a dance of mathematics and orbit. Pure artistry surges forward from you. All of a sudden, you are moving in a direction. You have your bearing, but you are burning. Your bodies are made real. All of a sudden, you feel the weight and heft. You feel that you have lost something eternal. As one of you, the you you choose lives, an infinite number of the yous that could have been vanish forever." - Downfall Part 1

a story of becoming, and picking a path.