Amidst the surrounding darkness,

Within the blinding glow,

Fingers dart about the keyboard,

A click with each successful strike.

The process begins slowly,

Molding nothing first to dirt,

Upon which a house is erected,

Windows darkened.

Inside the building,

A table comes to exist,

Matching chair seating

A motionless being.

Silent in the house,

A light breaks into the darkness,

Illuminating the man’s face,

Illuminating the man’s mind.

Imagination slowly churning,

Vision slowly forming

Linking detail unto detail,

Readies hands above the keyboard.

Amidst the surrounding darkness,

Within the blinding glow,

Fingers dart about the keyboard,

A click with each successful strike.

A story begins.