@ft-wwtdp Day 17 prompt: mortal bodies, timeless souls
At first there was darkness, then the sun
Burning bright and so beautifully, it lite up the world illuminating all aspects of the earth.
This is how the sun first saw the sea.
The sun peered down into the ocean whenever it got the chance. It loved how its rays where reflected in its waters making it seemed strikingly beautiful. It loved the soothing push and pull of the waves during the day, the sound calming the sun in ways it never expected. But most of all, the sun loved the ocean for allowing all types of creatures to experience its waves. Animals, plant life, humans, the ocean opened up for the all trying to balance for all to exist within its waters. Watching from its place in the sky, the sun could tell that the ocean was loving.
And so, preched in the sky miles and miles away, the sun fell in love with the ocean. It would glisten across its love but would never be able to speak to it nor hear its response. This was destined.
The sun gazed at its beloved as much as it could until the force the nature kicked in. Everyday the sun would sleep allowing the night to take control of the sky.
The ocean felt transformed at night. It felt stronger, more alive for some reason it couldnâtât explain so it turned to look up at the sky for answers.
That is when the ocean first noticed the moon.
It had a large, commanding pressence but not threateningly so. And it was beautfil, the best picture the ocean could ask for. But what the ocean loved most about the moon was its generosity. It allowed room for the stars to be visible instead of attempting to overtake them. Most importantly, its presence heightened the ocean to where itâs waves pulled stronger just at the sight of it. It made the ocean stronger and the ocean loved it for that.
Nestled in the earth millions of miles away, the ocean fell in love with the moon pulling off amazing displays at night to communicate its gratitude but would never be able to speak to the moon in order to know if noticed. This was destined.
Every night the ocean would attempt to reach out to its love to no avail. The moon was too far away caught up in its owns thoughts.
Every night the sun would lay to rest allowing the moon to rise in its place. Every night the moon would race against nature to try to get a glimpse of the sun. Every night it would be warmed by the residual sun rays, but fail at seeing the star itself.
Everything the moon knows about the sun comes from the stars. They would speak of its warmth, its size, and its brightness. But the moons favorite parts of those stories is when they spoke of its care of life. The sun brought life to all the creatures bestowed under it. It took care of the creatures on Earth as if they were its children shining down on them with a level of care the moon had never heard of before. The stories the stars told lets the moon know one thing, the sun was kind. And that, the moon thought, was beautiful.
And so, the moon fell in love with a being it would never see. Keep apart by their natures, the sun would rest every night allowing the moon to rise while not knowing the moonâs longing for it. They would never get even a glimpse of each other for all of eternity. This was destined.
Then one day something changed. Suddenly the sun was no longer in the sky, but in a human. The sun still stayed high in the sky, but the earth knew that the soul that was once inside it now walked its surface.
The first thing the sun did was race to the ocean. It spent all day there speaking in a hushed soft tone to the oceans waters. The sun, now a woman, didnât make physical contact until a wave lifted from sea and pressed gently against the womanâs forehead. Luckily there were no humans around to witness a rouge wave defying gravity to touch the woman declaring love to it. It was so intimate that the earth turned away to give them privacy.
He checked back in on the woman that night. He found her still sitting by the ocean staring enchantedly at the sky. Watching the sun first lay eyes on the moon shouldnât have been as amusing as it was. Still the earth stayed noticing the womanâs lips move in a language of the beings present would understand. Surely she could not have expected the moon to hear her? The earth supposed it didnât matter, the moon was beaming regardless.
This went on for a few months before two more fimilar presences appeared in his soils. The earth gave them privacy at first but went to find them after a checking that the new sun, moon, and oceans were working properly. He found three women, hairs of gold, blue, and brown, embracing each other as they laid under the sky. The sun was the first to react to earthâs presence turning in its direction.Â
He wanted to warn them of their new human bodies, of the true cruel nature of mortals, of everything. But the smile the sun gave him was one filled of centuries of wisdom going beyond the earth itselfâs time.Â
Weâll be alright we have each other Â
Smiling itself, the earth turned away silently swearing to watch other the three but knowing they would not need it. They would live out their lives as mortals together before reborn into their next forms together.Â
