Prologue: AtaA Chapter by Karel
At one point, Ata was untouched. There was no air, no land, no water. What Ata was, it just Was. Truthfully, there was no beginning for Ata, but since Ata touched the sinuous length of Time, there has always been an End.
At first, Ata birthed strange things from her flesh, and they shaped their world into what it is now. Mighty creatures these were, but they were merely beasts preparing the world for something else. For time unknown, they managed Ata and helped her prosper. She, like any loving mother would, remade herself every time they had finished for fear she was not ready and they, like any daring child, embraced her innumerable faces and suffered her changes in mute awe. She never harmed them, but she made them work for her affection until finally, after one more rebuilding, Ata was pleased. She buried her first children under tall mountains, surrounded them in wide forests, and drowned them in deep waters. And they were happy, for this was what they always wanted. Years passed and the land grew ever more wild. Ata began to lose herself and started to birth wild things that had no reason until, finally, she rended herself from herself and became but a shadow of her former beauty. Horrified and lost, but still bound to her true form, she became the World Worm that exists even years into the future and Ata's former body, lost without its consciousness, stopped. It was time for Them. A creature of the glorious darkness descended and brought with it the first People. Again, years later, more arrived. Invited to Ata with promises of freedom and joy, they were misled, for Ata's body had grown cruel without its heart. The Scientists came last, from the furthest places, and mechanized the world with tech from a place incompatible with their new home. Ata wept at the pain even buried in the earth as she was and vowed to destroy them, the people that were not Invited by herself. She woke her first children. © 2013 KarelAuthor's Note
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Added on May 28, 2010 Last Updated on May 13, 2013 AuthorKarelRegina, Saskatchewan, CanadaAboutI would greet you politely, but I honestly most likely have never met you. Feel free to contact me and remedy that fatal error. My bark is worse than my bite... Most of the time. I'm female, in cas.. more..Writing
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