A crack in the universe, and then, she rose.

Emptiness was whispering echoes of darkness.

Muse wanted something. Darkness was too overwhelming.

She created an earth to set her feet upon and shadows to reflect the souls of her creations.

Muse was an Artist, the embodiment of inspiration.

Stillness swiveled towards her. Movement began.

And with that movement, everything changed.

She took a sword and sliced thru a storm, separating the skies from the seas. Water fell with gravity and the blues where now separated by a fine line of nothing.

From then on, life grew from her feet, always towards lands of light.

Muse was never born.

Muse will never die.

She is inspiration.

She created herself.

Storm was amusingly coming forward. He took an electric bow before entering the scene in the most elegant way.

Thunder started applauding in apprehension, already wishing for the most dramatic twist.

Then, unexpectedly, a beautiful stranger entered that same scene. Thunder stopped applauding and started screaming.

Who is she? He demanded to know!

A dancer! And she felt like dancing, she felt like dancing under the rain.

Storm decided to include her in his act. He started creating rhythm to lead her steps. Music came from everywhere! Storm united every part of nature to create a whirl of movement. He believed she was so graceful and wanted to dance as well.

Unfortunately, Storm became jealous and possessive of her. He realised he found the most precious treasure and wanted to keep her for himself only. He secluded the beautiful stranger into a blurry vision. Surrounding her every move with an overflow of rain, trying to hide her inside his pretty storm.

But raindrops where landing on her cheeks, her nose, her majestic hands...following her gentle curves down and into the ground.

Storm decided to send the wind loose to keep those raindrops away from her. Wind quickly crashed into the stranger, he was sent with so much strength towards the young woman that he grabbed her by surprise. Holding onto her hair and her clothes, trying not to let go.

One thing that escaped from Storms attention is that Time was hiding beneath the rain, observing every movement. At one point, he even stopped to be able to contemplate better. But, the problem was that, when he stopped to observe, she also stopped dancing.

Slowly, she became his muse. Each step Time took towards her, to be able to see her clearer. She started dancing again...

At one moment, Storm realized he lost total control over Time and decided to retrieve.

Curtains closed with an excess of light and electricity. Thunder went on clapping again and again with madness, amazed by everything he just witnessed.