Like a map with two skies, as if two worlds overlapped on the same dimensional frequency, collapsing on one another. The space purveyor had immersed from the disastrous collision. Thrown thousands of miles, even leagues across time, they survived. Fully understanding that they had become the parent of all mankind! Finding themselves stuck between two worlds - up becomes down and down becomes up. In the north sky? - a cast of hawks materialize while still in flight. Gliding in their path, a murder of crows is flying towards the hawks, growing louder and louder. All nature will collide in time.
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