[The recording begins in silence, and for a moment, the only thing to be heard is the faint splash of waves against the seashore and (maybe) the sound of footfalls, heavy against the sand. Finally, a Voice speaks, as warm and vibrant as a summer's day.]
To everything, there is a season. From the rising of the Sun to the going down of the same, everything in creation works according to its nature.
Though we may not understand, everything has a purpose.
Even in the deepest Darkness, the Light will always shine.
[ooc: For those characters attuned to this kind of stuff, GOD/JESUS/THE CREATOR has officially entered the Siren's Port! Permission post and information about fourth-walling is
here. Have at! ETA: You guys are awesome. Thank you so much for putting up with my slow. ;;]