One story told of the earth and the moon spirits who loved each other so. This funny feeling called love entranced them, and disquieted the young river as he heard the other half of it. For the earth spirit tried to leave earth fro the moon, yet the sun king wouldn’t have it, he made the moon rotate around the earth, forcing it to keep its ever wondering emotions wondering “what if.” The moon spirit couldn’t see the earth spirit for some time. For as the earth spirit searched the sky for the moon spirit, the latter searched the earth. And as fate held them at balance, they infrequently found a chance for a mere glimpse at the other. Until one day, when the hot summers heat of the earth became too much for the spirit, he stood from his place, looking towards the fierce sun, and he called out to it.
He told the sun to let him have the moon,. To let them be together. But the sun wouldn’t have it. So the earth began to circumnavigate the sun, tugging it on, from, seemingly, each direction, and constantly calling to each other for a compromise. One they never could reach; well to the sun’s point of view. Eventually, the sun grew tired of the game, and deicide to send fiery balls towards the earth to make the latter quiet down. Yet these fire balls where much stronger then the sun had thought, for his power was too rusty to properly control. The earth spirit found the earth at real danger. He told the earth to spin faster, but it wouldn’t, he told it too move, chanting his believe that it wouldn’t fail him. He was suddenly at the sun’s mercy.
The fire balls came at him, scaring the spiritual core. And yet they didn’t hit him. He looked up from his self shielded spot, seeing the moon eclipsing the fierce sun king‘s fiery balls. The socking punches of the fire balls hit the moons surface, creating sharp craters on her smooth blue skin. And she grew dark under the suns influence. The earth spirit cried out in shear emotional pain. His let lose all his forces. Volcano erupted, the surface trembled, storms bombarded his world. He cried till a strong gust of wind, propelled him high into the moons surface. When he got there, he noticed the moon goddess’ frail sickly body. He lifted her, his own spiritual body disintegrating from the strain of the distance. He turned to the sun and roared, kissing his goddess and with the last of his fading strength he created a shield around his earth and moon to protect it from the suns ghastly flares. He then sent away the spiritual body of his love to the earth, his existence fading.
Slowly under the protection of the late earth spirit’s force, the earth calmed, the moon, craters and all, too calmed, and the world began to grow. Back on earth the goddess of the moon wept from years over the surface, refilling the waters that had vaporized in the fury of the earth spirit so long ago. She now had become earth bound and promised the old earth spirit that she would also protect and nurture the earth. She took the title of mother earth, the goddess of it now. And in memory she drew upon the moons surface the face of her late beloved that had since left her for eternity. Yet even though he was gone, the moon and the earth continued their dance, the goddess controlling her birth right moon and the earth she was now promising to nurture.