To everything, there is a season, and a time to every purpose. As we desperately try to keep from being thrown off, The earth spins

at 1,000 miles an hour. Like the first blush of winter that signals a great migration. Was there any warning of their arrival? a single event that set this chain into motion? This is what you've been waiting for, Was it a whisper in God's ear? Survive,Adapt,Escape,And if we could mark that single moment in time, that first hint of the prophecy of approaching danger...Would we have done anything differently? Could it have been stopped? Or was the dye long ago cast? And if we could go back, alter its course, stop it from happening...

Would we?

In the beginning, there was discovery. A confusion of elements, the first snowfall of impossible change. Old lives undone, left behind.

Strange faces made familiar...new nightmares to challenge sleep. New friends to feel safe with. Only then comes control. The need to impose order onto chaos, through determination, through study, through struggle...all in defiance of a thundering truth. And the earth shudders underfoot. Who needs God when you've got me?

When we embrace what lies within our potential has no limit. As far as you know, The future is filled with promise. The present, rife with expectation. But when we deny our instinct, and struggle against our deepest urges...Uncertainty begins. Where does this path lead? When will the changes end? Is this transformation a gift? Or a curse? You don't anything about power. And for those who fear what lies ahead, The most important question of all--Can we ever really change what we are?

To survive in this world, we hold close to us, those people on whom we depend. We trust in them our hopes, our fears. But what happens when trust is lost? Where do we run when things we believe in vanish before our eyes? When all seems lost, the future unknowable, our very existence in peril...Not a problem, all we can do...is run.

A monster's fight to survive, and live to kill again. A mother willing to fracture her own soul to protect her child. Youth struggle for innocence, despite life's cruelty. The double-edged lies needed to sustain a double-edged life. A wandering hero's pure joy at success. And his darkest hour, when all the world seems lost. All perfect moments frozen in time. Alone,each tells a single story. Together they can tell the future.

Where does it come from? This quest, This need to solve life's mysteries, when the simplest of questions can never be answered. Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all. Not delving, not yearning. But that's not human nature, not the human heart. That is not why we are here. Yet sill we struggle to make a difference to change the world, to dream of hope. Never knowing for certain who we will meet along the way. Who among the world of strangers will hold our hand, Touch our hearts, And share the pain of trying.

We dream of hope. We dream of change. Of fire, of love, of death. And then it happens. The dream becomes real. And the answer

to this quest, this need to solve life's mysteries，Like the glowing light of a new dawn. So much struggle for meaning, for purpose.

And in the end, we find it only in each other. Our shared experience of the fantastic, And the mundane. The simple human need to find a kindred. To connect. And to know in our hearts, that we are not alone.