DEVOTION.
Welcome to the cemetary of life. Before you, a Stone half asleep.
In silence it breathes, weak and pale.
It is UVI - The Never-moving Stone. First of the Keepers and Devoter of Time.
In nights, it waits, patiently still.
In days, it hopes, a hope never came.
“What is it waiting for?”
It waits for a call; a call from God.
A God it has never seen; Its false creator. Or perhaps its God is true.
Such truth is not your goal, dead one. Your goal is paradise.
Those who failed their journey,
Left rotten in their lonely graves...
...Unlike yours.