Tree God
When I was born, created by the Mother Within the Earth, She who was one of the First, I saw nothing. It was darkness all around me. I was but a fresh know nothing creature in a seed surrounded by earth, dirt, soil. I could feel the energy in the land flowing around and through me. The love of my mother filled me. Above it all I felt...nothing. It was the sensation of air but I knew not what it was. But immediately I wanted it. The first few years were difficult, trying to break out of my shell. I grew long white stems, churning and reaching through the dirt. My fingers started to till the soil beneath as I grasped at anything, spreading myself. I wanted to see what was above me. Mother watched quietly, encouraging me as a mother would a child though she feared how I may react. To me my world was the dirt and if I could just break through the surface I would enter a new world. Yes even us Elder Gods were so childish and innocent. One day on this barren Earth, bereft of the multitude of life that it contains now a white stem had sprouted from the ground. It was nighttime as there was not yet a sun. I had despaired, thinking I broke free from the prison, the place that was my home only to once more be unable to see anything but darkness. I looked around seeing nothing when I realized there was a very dim light over the land. As I saw I searched for the light and so my sight turned upwards to the heavens. I then had my first look at the stars, my first love.