the history of creation

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'let there be light...

Darkness. It surrounded her, engulfed her, enveloped her, became her. She was darkness, she didn't fear it, for it was what she knew. She didn't know of anything other than darkness, that was her life. There was no evil, no good. No sound, not even her harsh breathes made a sound, only a harmonic humming that buzzed from her lips as they parted slightly.

She groaned.

The thought of others around her also engulfed her, taking her in. She refused, at first, to let another inhabit the darkness she was so accustomed to, but the possibilities swirled in masses around her. Maybe she needed this. Maybe someone else around would help her in some twisted, wretched way. And thats when the idea came.

She would make two. A Male and a female, the two genders she chose, just to test. They would be the gineau pigs, for example. She would use them to her advantage, understand, learning. And, in the slight case she liked them, she would make more, think of more things. She sighed. What was the point?

Seven days it took her.

And the first day darkness was seperated from the light, calling light the day and dark the night, and it was good. That, was the first day.

And the second day heaven was made, creating a mass, seperating the waters from one another. That was the second day.

And the third day the land appeared and it was called earth, and the waters below the heavens appeared in one place and it was called the seas. And she called it good. And then, called she, the grass and herbs and tries and fruit, yeilding fruits of its kind. And it was good. That was the third day.

And the forth day let division call upon day and night, and let seasons come to the earth, and and she made two lights, greater to rule the day and lesser to rule night, to rule day and night, and set light from darkness. And she saw it was good. That, was the forth day.

And the fifth day she called sea creatures and dwellers to inhabit the sea and birds to fly abross the earth freely, accourding to their kinds. And it happened, and she saw it was good. She blessed them, comanding to multiply to be fruitful and free. And it was good. That was the fifth day.

And the sixth day she called land dwellers and things to crawl and beasts to roam the dry land, and she called it good, telling them to be abundant and multiply as well. Then, she called the horses in her image to rule the land dwellers of beasts and the fish of the sea of every creature abound. And she said 'I've given all ye need, everything you need abound.' And she saw what she had made, and was pleased. That was the sixth day.

And the seventh day was rest.


For them she made a creature of her own image, perfect and pure. Harmonic and wonderful. Beautiful and once the dust settled she spoke her cords to let her hear, giving the ability of breath into the nostrils and allowed the chance of eternity. And she became a living being.

And her voice rang for the being to hear and she said; "Welcome my child."

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I O T A

Breathe In...

Darkness, utter darkness. A void of nothing. Nothing to see, nothing to hear, nothing to touch, nothing to smell. That was all to know...

Amid the swaying grasses equine rest in a death like trance, not even a twitch of her dark harks or the steady rise and fall of her unevenly greying bodice. Dark tresses, the only animate part of the maiden thanks to the gentle breeze, found themselves entangled in the foliage that she lay upon. Though she had been created she had not yet recieved the gift of life.

The breath of the creator, her mother, tickled velvet nares entering the body and sought out the lungs. And for the first time there was sound. "Welcome my child." A whimsical voice, warm and kind floated into her auds. A voice so soft commanded, no urged the mare out of her eternal slumber.

Chocolate orbs snapped open, her fading sides heaved with a mighty gasp as first breath was drawn. Stocky fae lay still blinking several times as optics adjusted to light, the glow of a waning sun enough to blind her temporarily. Vision returned slowly, and another gasp escaped soft lips for what she could see was more beautiful then she could comprehend.

Large trees reached for the heavens, branches laden with fruit. Verdant meadow ran for ever in all directions. The air was heavy with the sweet scent of liveliness. Finally laying eyes on the thin frame of the grulla goddess the rose gray mare felt the need to rise up.

Thick pillars were drawn underneath her heavy barrel, then propelled the mare upwards. Much like a young foal the female stumbled and tumble to the earth once more. Gathering herself she stood again, wobbling on her unsteady legs but managed to stay aloft. Stepping forewards with uncertainty, dial reached out to nuzzle the tresses of the mother of all quickly retracting as if she had done something wrong.

"Muh" nervous voice rose out of her chest, soft and light audible only to those within the vacenity of the pair. The femme could not put into words what she wanted to say, it was but a fleeting thought in her mind. Yet it was something she yearned for, desired deeply to speak. "Muth..muther...mother."

Mother. What she desire, what she wished to say. It was finally spoken. Heavy arched neck stretched out once more, allowing her to rub against the voluminous locks once more. "Mother" this time it was spoken steadily, she knew who stood before her, even if she did not know herself.

Breathe Out...

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OOC; crappy post, I might edited more to make it flow better, but I kind of like the confused feeling I get when I read it right now. Mainly because that's what Iota would be feeling.