With light and shadow, the world had volume, but it lacked direction. The First Artist, seeing the interplay of the two, drew the First Line. It was not a boundary, but a path. It was the horizon, separating the known from the unknown, the sky from the earth. The line was a question, an invitation to explore. It gave the world a sense of scale, a sense of distance to be traveled. The journey, the Artist realized, was as important as the destination. The First Line was the beginning of all stories.