In the grand and often cruel weavings of existence, there is a fundamental truth that hums beneath every triumph and every tragedy: nothing is more dangerous than euphoria.
When the path is smooth, when victories follow one another in a graceful, flowing rhythm, that is when existence, with its own cold and indifferent humor, is most likely to deliver a crushing blow.
For in those moments of unbridled success, hubris blooms, and a being, drunk on their own glory, becomes blind to the cracks forming in the foundation they believe to be unshakable.
This bitter lesson was learned most profoundly by the one who was known as THE Living Emotive.
For eons, it had been a being of profound, yet unacknowledged, influence.
The other Living Existences, with their grand authorities of time, space, and order, looked down upon Emotive's shifting, vibrant nature.
