[ WP ] The most powerful spell ever forged .

He ’ d only been there once before. 
 
 The first time was an accident. He ’ d been on one of his walks, wandering aimlessly across the barren land. Mother didn ’ t like it, but he did it anyways. The strolls were an escape from the bleakness of everyday life, and besides, there wasn ’ t much point in doing much else nowadays. 
 
 The world was ending. The Seers were sure of it. For years, they ’ d sensed some vague blackness on the horizon, but in the past months it had grown closer and closer. Though the Seers were most in tune with the source, nearly everybody had some natural sense, and they could all feel it. The end approached. 
 
 The sky above had been grey when he ’ d stumbled upon the small cave. Not wanting to get wet in the imminent rain, and always open for adventure, he ’ d hesitated only slightly before stepping into the darkness. The boy proceeded slowly, keeping one hand on the rough stone wall. 
 
 He hadn ’ t gone five steps when it hit him like a slap to the face. The sudden sensation was so overwhelming that he couldn ’ t help but take a few steps back. Something was different here. There was no change in the air, or the darkness, or the stone underfoot, but something was different. A crack? A fold? It was as if the dimensions didn ’ t quite meet up perfectly, and the whole infinity of space was bleeding through. 
 
 Time was strewn out before him. He could see it more clearly, he was sure, than anyone ever had: the emptiness that loomed before them, impenetrable and infinite. Struck by an overwhelming feeling of loss, he stumbled and ran. Making his way home, the obvious truth pounded in his mind. There was as safe as anywhere else. 
 
 The second time was intentional. Two days passed, and the end drew nearer still. Even those with almost no sense could feel the precipice now. Some tried to maintain the façade of normal life, but most locked their doors and waited. 
 
 The boy stood once again a few feet inside the cave. The darkness was complete, and he had the sense he was peering into an endless pit. Standing here in the cave, he could feel the turn of the planet, the growth of grass outside, molecules of air colliding. It didn ’ t really matter if this worked or not. Either way, it would all be gone. 
 
 He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He couldn ’ t save the world, and he wasn ’ t trying. But maybe he could penetrate the infinite emptiness with something. The tiniest bit of creation. Maybe he could plant a seed. 
 
 As he spoke, he felt his words slipping through his lips, across the air, and into the crack. 
 
 “ Let there be light. ” 
 
 The darkness was upon him, and he was gone. 

