The Creationist (Working Title)
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Lesson 4, Part 1: Every womanly woman, who truly realizes her mission, desires to be a pleasant object of vision to her fellow creatures
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The smell of fresh roses, all deep reds and pearly whites, perfectly pruned and arranged. I smile happily as I lean over to smell the petals of a crisp English rose, gently nuzzling the folds with my nose to get a better whiff of its gentle notes.
I breathe in. Ahh, it's sheer heaven.
Suddenly I'm no longer in my peaceful pleasure garden, but I'm wrapped in the warmth of the sun; cozy, safe, familiar.
I open my eyes, I'm overshadowed by the muscular bulk of my heart's desire. Endymion, dark and strong, smiles at me. I'm momentarily taken aback by the ruggedness of his good looks. I don't say a word; only release the rose and place my hand in his.
Again I'm struck at how handsome he is, about how truly different we are in the way of looks. I take in the sight of my milky skin upon his golden tan. I seem a ghost in his presence.
He is a true tribute to his sun god, Apollo. Sunlight seemed to radiate from him, as if the god himself had taken Endymion's body. His glow warmed my heart.
He is the sun. Warm, good, giver of life.
I am the moon. Cold, cunning, and deadly.
Am I truly the viper my people say I am? I offer him a sweet smile as he brushes silvery tendrils of my hair behind my left ear. "Dear heart, are you ready?" His voice is sweet, almost saccharine in nature. He's too good to me. It hurts to look at him.
"Are you ready?"
I close my eyes.
Slowly, I open my eyes. I'm no longer basking in the warmth of my personal sun. It's as if I'm floating in a bubble, the infinite universe expanding all around me at light speed.
"Am I... alone?"
I close my eyes again. Suddenly I'm enveloped in coolness of night. Even with my eyes closed I can feel my skin glowing with the radiance of the moon. A pair of arms wrap tenderly around my shoulders from behind.
"Daughter, oh, my little one..." A voice speaks to me; comforting, foreign, and somehow familiar. The woman pulls me close to her chest, instantly I take solace in her arms.
"Your mind and body are only tools. Your heart, however, holds the key."
'What?' I ask myself as I attempt to turn around in her grasp. She holds me tight, her grip suddenly cold and iron-like.
"Daughter, remember these things: Your body is a temple. Your mind is the universe. Your heart is the seat of all things known. Chaos, my dear viper, lives in all of us..."
The woman drifts off, releasing me from her arms. I quickly move my body to look at where she had just been. There's nothing but stars and the faint glow of something to come.
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I woke with a start, it felt as if someone had gone into my chest and sucked all the air out of my lungs. My eyes darted around in their sockets, searching for something familiar. Anything.
Slowly, I sat up. My body ached, every joint in my body, every muscle, every fiber of my being felt as if I had been beaten and then run over; or perhaps sucked into the lifters of someone's hover board.
My hands tremble as I bring them to my face, as I slowly run them over the length of my battered body. Purple and black dot my arms, legs, and the inside of my bare thighs. I feel as if I've been to hell and back.
I remember some things like the fact that I had no name. Some things I don't remember, like where I am. Who am I?
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So... still looking for a beta here! :D *sporks*
I'm not sure to be sorry or not for the short chapter. I think not. The momentum of the story is starting to build now, and I hope you all like it! XD If not, sucks for you. :P
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- Nas