Glimpse the sprite loves to cause a little mischief. While her colorful, fluttering wings are stunning, what’s even more intriguing is her speed. Like a hummingbird, she uses the air as her invisible capsule of flight. The only trace left of her is a stream of brilliant wisps of color that slowly fade away into the dawn.
And so Hyperion slept, knowing that the light of the Moon would soon give way to a breaking Dawn and the Sun would rise again to power the force of the Earth throughout its eternal spin through the universe. The Titanic overthrow had finally been won, until the next “greatest new development” once again swept in to change the old guard.