I've been slowly coming up with the religious stories for my fairy religion. This is a very trans story that fills me with a lot of joy. And I feel like it's a perfect story to share during pride month!
Tade is a man who lived a simple life, with a wife and two kids. The day he died was a sad one, but a start of a new life in Hîda.
Tade ascending to Tuark. His soul shifted from his mortal form to the spiritual one as he climbed the great tree.
By the time he reached the top he was surprised by what he looked like. Mud clinging to every surface of him, he hollered. "Why? Why must I look like this?"
And the great voice of Hîda answered. "What lays upon you is the manifestation of your yî, walk up to the water and be cleansed."
Eyes wide open he sees many in a similar state, some worse, some better than he, all dirty. A beautiful soul walked up to him sparkling clean in white robes. They requested him to follow so, thus he did.
"What yî did I commit?" They shook their head to Tade's question. "I don't know nor do I need to." They placed him under a fountain that poured from above a mirror.
They began to scrub and scrape away at the filth. For days this went on, for days they cleaned but slowly a woman appeared in the reflection. Tade began to cry, for she would never admit her desire in life that reflects back now.
She cried for the little girl who just wanted her mother's approval. She cried for the little girl who was told she must be a boy. And for a moment, she cried tears of joy.
With the desire to spread the same joy, she volunteered to clean a soul. She saw what seemed to be a mountain move, and realized it was a soul in mud.
She scrubbed and scraped at the mud. Days turned into weeks turned into months, but she never grew tired. Over time others came to help.
Slowly, the mountain crumbled, revealing a young woman. She recognized the face from her younger years, this was her mother. The one who told her she couldn't be who she is.
Remembering what the soul that helped her said, I don't know nor do I need to. She gave a smile and walked away to the next soul.
Years have past, when she decided to move on she followed her map of Hîda to the center where souls leaped to the next life. There she found her mother again, they talked as they waited in line for their turn to leap. Slowly the mother realized who she’s been speaking to.
The mother apologize for the wrong she has done, Tade simply responded. “May you not repeat the same mistakes in the next life.” The mother nodded before falling back to the world. Tade following after. They were born as twin sisters, Hîtu and Mîda, with a story of Hîda.
I was recently told that this counts as a trans allegory lol
I have since written another trans allergy that builds off of this one!
Hîtu and Mîda, as soon as they learned to speak, would tell their story. Any and all who would listen learned of Hîda, and the mother's mistake of her daughter's truth.
Mîda spoke of the perspective of the mother; how she thought she could ignore the truth, and how that made her a mountain of yî.
Hîtu spoke of the daughter's perspective, how her soul was covered in yî, the joy she had when she was clean, and she saw the woman she's always been. How joyous she was that they were both in a form that matched them.
Mîda would smile and agree, not knowing she repeated the same mistake but inward.
Years went on, and Mîda's soul cried out everyday, but she silenced his call.
They grew and grew into young women, but Mîda's kaduk screams. One night she cried, and another, and another.
She feared. She fought. He cried.
Hîtu would grow into a mother. Mîda would grow into pain. One night she cried, but Hîtu heard.
“Dear sister.” Hîtu asked in a whisper. “Why do you cry?”
With a deep breath, Mîda spoke the truth: her Kaduk no longer looked like a woman, she felt mistaken, so for years, she tried to be a sister.
Hîtu embraced her brother. “Kaduk can change, dear brother. Yaku.” (I love you: familial)
Mîda changed his name to Mîde, cut his hair, and bound his chest. And in the mirror stood no yî.
