In the beginning that was before the beginning, there was a blinding flash of light. My eyes were stunned, and everywhere the light pulled at me in all directions. I was stretched across the universe in an agonizing tearing, and when I had reached the very tips of it, when I could bear no more pain, I snapped back to myself. Farther and farther I rolled back to myself until I was just a tiny point, invisible to the human eye. Then the point fell inside of itself and I was gone. The light could not reach into the void.
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| Imprisoned. |
Deep in the nowhere, I sat huddled in the darkness,
cowering in fear of the unknown. I longed
for the light and the pain because it was all that I had known, but that world
had passed. In this new world, I found
the vastness of the darkness. It stretched
beyond the universe, which it held like a tiny marble in a child’s hand. The darkness was silky and soft and
smooth. There was no need to move, no
grasping, no pulling, no tearing. Everything
was as it should be. Everything was
balanced. Everything was perfect. And eventually, the memory of the Great Light
began to fade. The Darkness poured into
me.
Out in the world of light, a hard, spiky prison was
built. They placed me in a cell within
that prison for the crimes I had committed against the light, and they sealed
it tightly with all the Magic they had. Then
they buried the prison in the depths of the Earth, in the deep, cool darkness. They could not have known what they had done.
