Celestial Clockwork

A massive, blue-green dirigible plowed through the antarctic skies, slowly gathering speed as it traced its southern course. Its shadow glided across the ragged landscape, momentarily eclipsing a small German outpost from the soft rays of the midnight sun.

Inside the pilot's cabin a lone man stood, his chair and controls abandoned in favor of the cabin's transparent walls. He gazed out into the distance, at the faint but quickly resolving outline of the Earth's Axis as it turned, almost serenely, with the day.

The grandest structure on Earth... and it's only the beginning of the Creator's greatest masterpiece. The stars and planets, the celestial spheres dancing slowly with the celestial songs. It was majestic. The clockwork of the universe, and all of it within his grasp...

_It will start here._ Tears welled in his eyes as the dirigible crashed into the Axis' smooth glass surface.