12-01-2024, 12:16 AM
Answers. It seemed like in some ways everyone was seeking answers. That in itself was the reason for religion. People yearned for something to believe - something to hold true to - something that gave purpose. On stage, Anton felt that purpose. Even in the classroom, it was there. Music gave everything meaning, but there had to be more. There had to be something deeper.
Coming from a successful run of L'Orfeo had lifted Antons spirits, but with the curtain closed, things seemed to darken, both literally and figuratively, as fall gave way to the Russian winter. And in the midst of this time of death, arose the Sanctuary of the Ascendant Flame. What drew Anton here, he didn't know, but he slowly entered the grounds, looking at the Monument of the Conquerors of Space. Almost a hundred years had passed since mankind first flew above the heavens. So long ago, yet in the grand scheme of things so recent.
Anton continued, finding himself at the statue of the Ascendancy. A man - now seen by some as a god. At first Anton had been skeptical. In some ways he still was. Yet he was here, seeking answers for questions he didn't know he had. How could a man be a god? As he thought about it, he thought about the opera he just performed. The story of Orpheus and his quest to find his beloved Eurydice and bring her back from the clutches of Hades. What if they had existed? What if Hades, Orpheus, and the entire pantheons of entire ancient faiths had foundations in reality. If men had the powers that the Ascendancy exhibited, would they also not be worshiped as gods?
Anton kept moving through the gardens. People stood at the entrance to a hall, looking much like guards. They took notice of him, but did not bar him entrance to the hall. Unsure of where to go, he got out of the way of the entrance, but kept looking around, in awe of the building itself. A group of people, several women and a couple of men gathered together in conversation. Anton did not try to listen in, merely kept looking around the room, wondering if this was where he would find what he was looking for.
Coming from a successful run of L'Orfeo had lifted Antons spirits, but with the curtain closed, things seemed to darken, both literally and figuratively, as fall gave way to the Russian winter. And in the midst of this time of death, arose the Sanctuary of the Ascendant Flame. What drew Anton here, he didn't know, but he slowly entered the grounds, looking at the Monument of the Conquerors of Space. Almost a hundred years had passed since mankind first flew above the heavens. So long ago, yet in the grand scheme of things so recent.
Anton continued, finding himself at the statue of the Ascendancy. A man - now seen by some as a god. At first Anton had been skeptical. In some ways he still was. Yet he was here, seeking answers for questions he didn't know he had. How could a man be a god? As he thought about it, he thought about the opera he just performed. The story of Orpheus and his quest to find his beloved Eurydice and bring her back from the clutches of Hades. What if they had existed? What if Hades, Orpheus, and the entire pantheons of entire ancient faiths had foundations in reality. If men had the powers that the Ascendancy exhibited, would they also not be worshiped as gods?
Anton kept moving through the gardens. People stood at the entrance to a hall, looking much like guards. They took notice of him, but did not bar him entrance to the hall. Unsure of where to go, he got out of the way of the entrance, but kept looking around, in awe of the building itself. A group of people, several women and a couple of men gathered together in conversation. Anton did not try to listen in, merely kept looking around the room, wondering if this was where he would find what he was looking for.