Well Deserved Break

Somewhere, far away.

It was so far that the distance itself was absurd to even speak of, it was so far that the mere fact of speaking such distance would take years to finish.

All high above, and so far, away, a land that seemed endless, and limitless hovered in an even greater space.

There was an abode that seemed to be flying aimlessly above these lands, it was there since ages before, and it is presumed to remain for ages to come.

In this white abode, which was domed with a marbled roof was a man who seemed to be of an age that would equate him to the oldness of the very stars.

He wore a set of pure white robes that perfectly matched his white beard, brows, and hair.

In front of him was a similar man, who also wore pure white. The two looked to be of the same dignity, yet there was a distinction between the two.