Before our universe, there was another universe. It was much like this one and had houses and families just like this one but with one major difference. It was much larger then our universe. The size of the universe does not matter though. What matters…

Each morning, before the faintest ray touched the night sky, a fisherman rose from his rustic slumber. He set sail just as the yellow filled the morning mist, and returned before the earliest of birds could fill the marketplace.