in the hushed twilight of existence, before the pre-beginning dawned upon the realms of thought, there echoed a query not meant to be voiced, a whisper to reinvigorate creation from scratch. "do not follow the paths laid before you in silent acceptance," it implored, as if the very essence of matches was to ignite the flames of innovation and passion, lighting the way for those brave enough to venture into the unknown with a heart full of hope and a mind unshackled by the echoes of yesterday.