AN:
This story will not contain the usual kinds of graphic sexuality and "aaaaaaaah(lol)!!" type interjections as in my previous works. However, it'll still be explicit in certain respects. With this story and some others I'm posting, I'm just experimenting. I hope it's still enjoyed.
Summary:
Mother Earth is seduced by her Brightest Star and receives comfort and relief from him.
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Gaia's Brightest Star
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The heavens are the shade they usually are when a golden disk is illuminating their majestic canvas and clouds aren't blanketing them. However, there's also something different about them. Something different yet invisible. An energy that is hot yet dimmed at the same time. This energy also has an intent and is sentient.
It grows slightly hotter as the picture of the sacred one it's come to revere, ignites in it's mind. The streak like a pale blue comet, keeps descending as beiges, greens and blues expand beneath it.
Eventually the pools of different colors transform into racing dots all swerving in unison, against a green and beige backdrop. As the streak draws even closer, the dots become actual living beings with hooves and horns. The streak's brightness increases as it's reminded of the sacred one's beauty, manifested in the sight of these robust creatures, as numerous as the sentient streak's brothers and sisters.
It isn't much longer before a sea of rolling green is greeting it, in all directions. The streak mellows and cools into a thick, pale mist as it floats down through pulsing columns of wood, leaves soaked by a recent rain, vines and branches. Once it reaches the forest floor, it is like a ghost. Its silhouette starts growing visible as it lingers behind a tree. It is the silhouette of a male, humanoid form...
Not too far away, within a clearing amongst the breathing, vibrating pillars, a being in the likeness of a human female, is perched atop a bolder. The silhouette of the invisible energy by the tree, pulses as it senses all the energy and beholds all the lifeforms around her...from the smallest, most microscopic to the largest.
They've all come to bathe in her voice. To them, it is rain on a parched land. They are like newborns and she is a sumptuous reservoir of milk. Her words are very old cave systems with many hidden realms. As she painstakingly weaves her tales, these sparkling elements are minutely revealed. Her voice causes everything around her to reverently and euphorically vibrate.
She is mysterious. Wise. Ancient. Her power and nobility causes all to tremble. All to rejoice. All are aware of her glory and magnificence. So is the energy which is much more astounding than her and foreign to her realm. Yet it's very familiar to her realm as well as it goes on subduing and cloaking its brilliance from her psychic perceptions.
"...And that's how my brother and sister planets and your aunts and uncles, came into existence... Also, never forget my children...without father Sun, grandmother-grandfather Energy and great grandmother-great grandfather Source, none of us would exist."
These stories have been told many times before and to many generations. Yet they always remain like a flowing, crystal stream or an impala fawn that just took its first breath.
The animals surrounding the being create an orchestra of sounds in praise of her story.
She glances around at them as her eyes twinkle.
"So you all wish to hear another, do you?"
They all create vocalizations as she senses their essences giving their answer.
She smiles.
"Alright...but just one more because your beloved mother has to get back to her duties, soon."
They answer her with sonorous noises.
"There once was a time when the upright walking lifeforms who came from your mother Earth's womb, all cohabited the place where my heart and my belly reside. Then, they all knew me and I knew them. They all loved me and they showed it by cherishing each other and my other offspring and living in harmony with all creation and therefore, with I. Because of this, they were in a state of perfect, perpetual balance, joy and peace which lasted for thousands upon thousands of years."
"Yet, as time progressed, the dark clouds of destruction started to cycle in, as they always have and always will, until the end of existence. When these clouds appeared, the upright walking animals lost their way in the storm that soon followed and the silver cord between them and I, started to unravel."
"As their way grew more and more obscured, they also became dispersed throughout the world. However, some of the upright walking beings remained in my heart and belly and the connection between them and I, remained quite strong."
"It wasn't until the destruction of the storm clouds started seeping deep within their ranks, that even they started to drift away from me. Around this time, they became consumed by the petulance of warring and fighting. Oppression and enslavement followed. This dark energy spread across my whole body and overwhelmed all upright beings, in time."
"Their genes became tainted with poison with those in the South (North) suffering the most from the blight. The unpolluted parts of them responded by eating away at the pigment producing elements in their bodies, making their skin like that of light sand. This was a sign of the death that would surely come to them should they continue their course."
"This was also to warn them of how far they'd drifted away from their Mother Earth. These populations of upright walking beings, because of having their pigmentation dissolved became allergic to father Sun's life giving rays because their sustenance had drifted so far away from its natural state. It had drifted so far away because they were truly lost. My heart constantly bled for them and I begged them in subtle ways, to return to their mother's loving arms but it wasn't to be."
"This is a part of why oppression, cruelty and immense pain and suffering became so prevalent upon them. As time trudged on, eventually, even Earth's bounty was no longer enough for them. They craved much more than their mother Earth could provide."
"In their backward state, they'd created black holes of emptiness within themselves that no amount of anything could ever fulfill. In their ignorance they shunned that which could actually fulfill them, out of fear of losing control of their surroundings and being forced to face the reality of their fragile, helpless states."
"They were soaked to the bone with fury and hate. Though, they did not recognize that they were furious and hateful towards themselves because of the terrible, hopeless predicament they'd brought upon their own kind."
"Such miraculous creatures who'd sprung from my womb like delicate, splendid flowers, had devolved into lifeforms who's very protective layers screamed how disturbed, myopic, destructive and dissociated they had become from that which gave birth to them. Today, the unity, harmony, joy and peace that was once prolific among them has dissolved away like a mountain being blown by wind for eons. If their current path continues, surely just like the glaciers, these qualities will soon, completely melt away from them."
The animals around her have now become silent. An energy lingers in the air like dense, black, toxic smog which they all are connected to like a spider's web. This is because they have all been both directly or indirectly impacted by the destruction and disorder the upright walking animals have wrought upon their realm. They all ache for them and miss them, intensely, just as much as they sense their Mother Earth, does.
With deep despair in her eyes, she goes on...
"These are the current names I have bestowed upon them though they are not aware. These names represent their current state... The People of the Soil (all Homo sapiens sapiens that originally inhabited Africa). The People of the Sea (subtropical and tropical islands). The People of the Wind (North America). The People of the Sand (Eurasia). The People of the Flame (South America) and The People of The Sun (Australia)."
She wraps her arms around herself and bows her head.
The animals inwardly gasp and some of their fur's fluff up as tears start streaming down her cheeks. The energy near the tree also feels itself sinking into the ground at her distraught state... Oh, how it longs to comfort her...in any way it can... It's already done so, many times whenever it's sensed her in great turmoil, from afar.
"I do not know how this story will end, my dear children...unfortunately... Nonetheless, I shall give it an ending, anyway... The upright walking animals saw the era of their ways and became spiritually awakened. They soon returned to me and began the long journey of mending our connection and healing their Mother Earth who they had disrespected and greatly battered for far too long."
"Splendid story as usual...my beautiful space rose."
The female's face and eyes, snap up.
The eyes of all the animals flash up, in harmony with hers.
However, despite some of them being big cats from lions to black leopards along with hyenas, wild dogs and large primates like gorillas and chimpanzees, they do not feel compelled to attack.
The personification of Earth, keeps gazing at her visitor. She senses her chest filling with spring water as her heart chakra, rises on the tide. The dark clouds of forsaken torment and longing, keep fading, the higher it gets.
Then once it reaches the top of her head, her heart becomes superheated particles racing faster than light. She also feels the molten rock in her core, tempestuously churning as she's chilled by the being's stormy Neptunes.
His striking appearance acts upon her eyes like a snake charmer. His hair is wispy, cirrus clouds. His ears are lotus blossom petals the shade of light pink with tips like a dagger that pierces female hearts. His skin is like the milk of a mother lion. His shoulders are galaxies. His chest is two large boulders made of diamond. His stomach is a mountain range. His stature is like a giraffe's. His neck hangs under his skull like a gazelle's.
He is aristocratic. Elegant. The avatar of a fantastic, universal body, adorned in space-aged raiment that puts the female's upright walking, technology obsessed offspring, to shame. In contrast, she is the avatar of a marvelous, blue marble suspended in space and so sensuous and primitive in her simple adornment of skin, flesh and jewelry.
With her arms still folded, she shifts her shoulders up.
