The First Part of A Journey That Has Not Yet Begun

There once was a boy who always looked to the sky, stared at the stars, the sun and the moon with a smile upon his face. The colours presented to him by the golden rays of the sun, the bright glow of billions of stars shining peacefully in the sky made him hope that one day he would venture to the stars. He was always the first to se the sunrise in the morning and the last one to see it settle in the night. He believed that the universe would always be within his grasp, that the rays of the sun would take him with them to the stars and let him explore infinity.

One cold and cloudy evening in late November everything changed. The sky came crashing down on his dreams, his imagination and reality. Everything would forever be different and the vivid colours would change and eventually fade into something fantastic.