Once upon a world, after the era of Shadow Side, the world of Tower stood waiting for a glimpse of sun, a brightening crack of sky, a breath of sweet air.
The inhabitants of Tower had explored the deep caves, dragged the stagnant ponds with searching, brave fingers, turned themselves inside out to face the darkness, and now they were ready for a new age. One of Light would be nice, or perhaps Enlightenment - now that would be something for the Book of Worlds.
At the very least, a cup of tea and a nice sit down would do.
But the world of Tower had reached its pinnacle, and Tower knew, as all worlds indeed know, that more was to come.
And it wasn't tea.
So the people of Tower had a great feast and celebrated all they had achieved and all their hard, great work.
The topple was coming, and their bellies and hearts would be full as they prepared to leap into the next world.
All right, some plunged rather woefully, but their nourishment and efforts would stand them in good stead for what was to come...