Darl Sun

Beyond any human debate, nature explains itself. You dare to wonder whether Earth is flat or not, yet the Sun displays its answer shining among clouds and bright colors in an everyday fireburst display. If the Earth were flat, don't you think the Sun would carry on its way in a straight line? It would pass through, like a shadow, and then lose itself among clouds to never come back. However, the Sun acts as our, rising over our cities to rule over when we build our own decisions. The horizon is its army, sunrise is its throne, midday is its majesty, and dusk is the fallen triumph of a failed kingdom. Earth's roundness is a Deulofeu cycle; night takes over the darkness of disaster as a eulogy for beaten soldiers, until, once again, our heavenly star takes upon our time conception once more... such as a King would do.