Perhaps, DO YOU LOVE IT!?
The mist gathers into figures which dance and squirm.
Then let me remind you.
Long ago, in a Time before Time, there was a Garden. It was perfect and pure, pruned to perfection. It was beautiful, and since it has always been there, the Gardeners thought it would always be. And it was, until one day, a single seed began to grow unplanned. No one knew who had planted this seed, and while the Gardners fought, the plant began to flower. It was beautiful, yes, but it was not a beauty that fit. It was... perverse. It shimmered where it should glow and was green when it should be gray. The colors, the angles! It was all wrong. The Gardeners came to a consensus, the flower must be destroyed. So the stalwart son went into the flower to destroy it from within. It found that many in the flower had seen the splendor of the garden and wished to save it.
For when the Flower blossomed, it crushed another. A trillion lives, extinguished in an instant. That flower's beauty is gone forever. The stalwart son worked with those in the flower to poison its roots and dull its shimmer. It was working, and the Gardeners were overjoyed. Until, suddenly, the flower struck back. It chose four people to wield its power, and they bound the Son, until one of them betrayed the flower and freed him.
The flower withered and burned while the Gardeners looked on with joy. Then one, desperate light bound himself to the Son, and the the traitor. The desperate light threw himself off the flower, taking the Traitor and The Son with him. The Gardeners were horrified and waited too long to strike again. When they gathered their strength once more, they came to a realization.
The garden was gone, and the Gardeners were reduced to watchers, too weak to stop the flowers.
Now only one flower remains.
Us.