The moon touched the horizon,
seemed to balance there a moment,
then began to slide into the ocean,
serene and stately as a queen
entering her bath.
-Laurence Shames
Crono Cross
What was the start of all this?
When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?
Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now,
From deep within the flow of time...
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much.
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed
Under cerulean skies.