The scent of burning acacia lingered in the air, a stark contrast to the fresh fields that embraced the altar. Abel, his brow furrowed with reverence, presented his offering of the firstborn lamb, a testament to his trust. A plume of gray smoke ascended towards the heavens, carrying with it a whisper for forgiveness. The flames danced, casting long

In the vast expanse of primal darkness, a spark ignited. Before time unfurled, before the first glimmering points flickered into being, there was a symphony of potentiality. From this formless chaos, a radiant energy arose. It pulsed and throbbed, a nascent heart within the cosmic void. And as this surged, light began to paint, illuminating the ob