An old story of a curse. Truth? Maybe, maybe not. But it is conceivable given the circumstances. As the story goes, there was a goddess that came down from the heavens, from the sky in a ball or chariot of fire. It is said she was not born of this world, but of the Heavens themselves. She was beautiful, wise, skilled, knowledgeable, a fierce warrior and when she saw the people of Earth she fell in love with them. She ruled and watched over them, protected them, guided them healed them, taught them many things. Anything they needed she would do for them for she loved them deeply and they loved her in return. She lived here on Earth for many years, many lifetimes traveling back and forth across the lands to all the scattered peoples. But it is said that she grew homesick and planned to go home promising to return to Earth someday. The preparations were made and many festivals commenced as the people said their sad goodbyes to their beloved Goddess.
As her departure grew nearer more of her kind arrived. The people rejoiced and welcome the them but these newcomers did not feel the same about them as the Goddess did. They looked down on the people as vermin and completely destroyed many of the villages they encountered. When this news reached the Goddess she rushed to defend her people. For days the battle raged on and soon she began to tire for as powerful as shew as she was far outnumbered. When she began to feel as though she wouldn't be able to carry on much longer she summoned as much strength as possible from within her and ferociously attacked her enemies destroying a great number of them. The ones left alive retreated into the sky and the Goddess decided to follow them because as drained as she was she did not want them to return and harm more of her people.
Now as the story goes, before they left they cursed her and as she was about to pursue them she became trapped. Some say she was engulfed by liquid fire, some say encased in ice and some say in earth it is uncertain which is true but she never was able to follow those who left and was never seen again. The people of Earth mourned the loss of their beloved Goddess. Many of them believed her to be dead and others said she was cursed to slumber for many lifetimes. All that remains today is the old stories passed down through the generations.
Clang Clang Clang; hammers pound against the rock cracking and breaking it as they make contact and bounce off. Clang Clang CLANG; the sound reaches the ears of a man sleeping in his tent. Clang Clang Clang; it pulls him from his deep sleep and the dream wisps and swirls away as blackness takes over. Clang Clang Clang; he groans at the repetitive and intrusive sound as it gets louder and louder while the light brighter and brighter burning his eyes through his closed lids. Lately every morning is the same, the crew starts to dig without him and eventually it wakes him up. He used to be up before anyone else but recently he'd begun sleeping in as he'd started to lose hope. They'd been on this remote tropical island for four months now and had found next to nothing. Both funds and time were running out and it would be years before he'd be able to get sponsored for a second trip if at all.
He opened his dark chocolate eyes sat up and ran his right hand through his salt and pepper colored hair. Grabbing his wide brimmed tan hat from beside his bed and placing it on his head as he stood up he trudged over to the mirror and stared at his reflection. His tanned face was leathery and wrinkled far past what it should be for his age, side effects of the years spent in the harsh sun and weather conditions as well as a lifetime of smoking. Memories from his past played through his head as he brushed his teeth and combed his hair in the corner of his cramped and dusty tent.
Clang Clang Clang; that sound was beginning to drive him crazy. He was actually starting to look forward to returning home even nearly empty handed. Clang clang Clang; but what he did not know was that today would be different. Clang Clang Clang; he did not know that today would change his life.
Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang, THUD
Okay, I am back. Its been a long time since Ive posted anything on here. I would like to continue some of my old stories eventually but its been so long I do not know where the plots were going and any mapping out I had done Ive lost long ago. But, let me know what you think of the beginning of my newest story. I would have more but my eyes are killing me and my hand(s) hurt from both writing and typing. So I took a break and uploaded what I have. Will try to get a little something up very soon. I have to while its still fresh in my mind or it will never happen D: