She awoke like a freshly born rose and had no knowledge that she had ever been asleep. Laying down on the fresh grass, the woman made out a light blue backdrop above her, decorated with floating white clouds peacefully sailing across their ocean. She moved her head slightly to see a vibrant red bird, flying across this blue painting. She slowly rose, bending her legs, on this ground that held her down. She looked at her hands, carefully moving each finger. The scene all around her was completely new, but felt like home. She implicitly understood all the rules of this world that she put into, her mind was already home to wisdom before she awoke into life. She looked over the landscape and felt the beauty from each corner. A rabbit hopped innocently over to her and rested beside her feet. Its fur felt familiar to the woman and she reached down and picked the rabbit up with care. The rabbit had no fear of the woman, for the humans did no harm to the animals. The rabbit nestled into the woman’s hands and the woman kept it tight in her arms, as she made eye contact with a fox hiding in the tall grass, not very far from where the woman and the rabbit stood. She shook her head softly and the fox understood, turning away from the woman and rabbit, returning to its home, showing grace towards the woman that held grace inherently.
As the woman stood alone at the edge of paradise and overlooked the gathering group of animals before her, the birds sang their sorrowful goodbye. The woman looked across the garden that she was born into, the family of animals that she had grown with, all that she belonged to. The tiger looked into her eyes with confusion. She stared back into his irises until he understood, and then the tiger sat down and heaved a sigh. The sigh sent the family of bunnies that had gathered to say farewell away into the grass. She watched the tiger as his eyes changed. Those eyes no longer trusted her, no longer loved her. They now turned black at the sight of her, as she had turned black with that one fateful step into darkness. She felt the pang of regret once again, as she saw the tiger turn away and hide from this human that he no longer felt akin to. Now she knew that he was beast, and now he knew that she saw him as such. She could never again see him as he was made, but as he is now. The woman painfully turned away, wiped the tears from her eyes, and walked into the storm that was ready to envelope her.
The Black Hole
Suddenly she was falling. The thunder sent its crescendo, bouncing off the walls surrounding this black hole she had fallen into. The storm’s final bolt of lightning blinded her eyes, turning her world to black. She continued falling, feeling more and more pain as she descended farther into the hole, and away from her beloved paradise. Her limbs felt weak and her insides tossed and turned with the rotating of her body in this whirlpool of darkness. She was kept directly in the center, so her body never touched the deathly sides of this hole. She had been holding a rose when she entered this cylinder storm, but now she could not feel nor see the flower. All was black around her, beneath her, and above her. The first touch of darkness had been felt inside of her, and now she was seeing it take form in her world.
to be continued…