"O come, O Bright and Morning Star,
and bring us comfort from afar!
Dispel the shadows of the night
and turn our darkness into light.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuel
shall come to you, O Israel."


Perry sped over the clouds and the world grew dark around him. Vincent swiveled in his pilot’s chair, watching as the scene slowly darkened and the stars began to appear. Dots of beautiful white light, incomprehensible miles away, their massive size daring a tiny speck of dust on a tiny insignificant planet to think of itself as important. But Vincent knew Who made those balls of flaming white light. And he knew that God thought enough of humanity to create each person special, and to send His Son to this tiny insignificant speck of a planet to save His own. The stars blazed above Perry. And each one called the inventor to remember how small his inventions were, and how big his God was. How little each individual computer chip and circuit mattered, and how much each human soul meant in the eyes of their Creator. -Black Out, Parabaloni 8


"Rank on rank the host of heaven
spreads its vanguard on the way,
as the Light of light descendeth
from the realms of endless day,
that the pow'rs of hell may vanish
as the darkness clears away."
-Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence, Traditional


A deep sigh flew from the inventor. “Sim, this old world is just…sad.”
“Oh the sorrow of the world,” Simeon said softly, quoting a Jojo phrase.
“Yeah. It all breaks so easily!” Vincent burst out. “We work so hard, and then everything we do is just so…fragile, so quick to get destroyed.”
“Good things are fragile. But the good we see around us is very good, Vince. We work hard to preserve the small pieces we can, and it makes a difference. And the really best in life can’t be completely broken. Hurts for Gigan to go home because his family is still his. Pete and Jojo rushed to Riyadh because their brother is still a brother that needs them, and their love doesn’t waver. Even death doesn’t take away the good that came from the living. Don’t let the dark blot out the light. It might be a tiny dot in a vast field of black. But the darker the night, the brighter that dot burns.” -Black Out, Parabaloni 8


Nehi’s words drifted off into the still air. Joe nodded. His eyes turned toward the stars as his hands moved in slow, thoughtful signs.
“There are certain lights that nothing but darkness can create.” -Ravens Rebirth, Sojourners 6


"Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life."
-John 8:12