In the beginning, there was... BLACK. Earth, the world turns below us, vast and slow.
A gradual rumble, something mechanical, an engine? And then suddenly, brightness.
So sudden it hurts our eyes. Mountain peaks poke through the vast span of cloud cover.
Intensely blue water, untouched and pristine as the rays of the sun dance off its glasslike surface.
Clear, untouched, and we’re soaring over it.
The rumble, deep and low, and now we see something moving over the clear water, an enormous shadow.
Landscapes slide by, reduced by altitude to abstractions.
River deltas, forests and flood plains. And whatever we are in right now, that is what’s casting it.
Moving along the surface at increasing velocity as we finally hit high above the Savannah Plains.
The shadow swallows the plains, a raw natural world. No trace of civilization.
The shadow sweeps over the land. We move with the shadow.
We cast the shadow. The shadow glides over mountains and glaciers.
Across an ocean and a pale beach, lowland plains, volcanic mountains, and waterfalls.
Slowing now, the shadow growing larger as the Earth below comes to meet us.