A New Defiance
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Friday, July 2, 2010
A New Defiance Part 3: A Defiant Fall
Edited by Michael Mercado
The silence was deafening… The awkward temperament, the stillness of the water was artificial and forlorn. Adam was beside himself with confusion and grief. The birds song seemed to repeat over and over as if it was part of a morning routine. Adam had never focused on such things before but the constant loneliness made his mind wander into the unknown. The fear overwhelmed him and his thirst for knowledge welled up inside him like a spring searching for the surface. After all, it seemed like yesterday that Lilith had assumed the same stature of that of Eve. Why the creator had put yet another inquisitive mind to partner with him? Adam, the first humanoid to his ignorance, felt out of place for the first time in his being. Feelings of disenchantment had set inside his heart. The burden of loneliness set in and the answers did not come from above, nor below.
It was a different type of darkness that befell the horse and his 2 travelers that night. After an hour of trekking through the thick undergrowth and over small streams, Aramis came to a halt at the entrance of a recessed cavern well hidden along the side of a large mountain. The ride was exhausting for the massive Clydesdale, so Lucifer led him to a small pond near the mountain to refresh his stamina. He pruned him and rubbed behind his ears, talking to him in an unfamiliar language. "De le-ek mae, A-ae-Mis, De le-ek mae." Lucifer paused, continuing to soothe the horse. "Shuzn nae mae, ma ek-meddie." Eve overheard this delightful sound from the mouth of Lucifer and asked him what he was saying, and what it meant. Lucifer looked up to her and smiled...
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A New Defiance: A Defiant Beginning.
Edited by Michael Mercado
It was lush; where the forest and the waters ran into infinity. The winds hummed through the wheat grass and the tall conifers sung their most secret of songs. The temperature always felt perfect and the salted earth always felt sound and solid. Harmony, so it’s been called. The flora and fauna harmonized with the changing seasons and the circle of life was in balance. Every living life force connected in some spiritual way. The sky would change color based on the temperament and emotion of the living creatures. We embraced and celebrated the perfect unions that involved the weather and growth of our Eden. Change was something that had never crossed our minds, as the the days came and went exactly as planned. We became accustomed to the normalcy which was our life without complication; when we were hungry we ate, when tired we slept. We would hunt and gather and prune the most fruitful of trees. It was a very predictable and content society, and everything was as it should be...or so we thought...
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