Chapter 0 of Myth

Instructions

Tell me oh muses, was this a part of Zeus's great plan? Not only to reform the world of the Aegean, but the living too? Why cast us aside, your loyal helpers? Flowers, ferns, alder trees, bloomed forever in half a blink of an eye as the world split right in front of me, here, Pomlas, our home, was being crushed and thrown out of this universe. Our island was uprooted from the sea and evolving from golden yellow dust to bronze soil. As the trees tip to and fro such as when my father, Lord Aeolus ventures out of his palace island in the sky, the ground shook, and our village was as bouncy as if Great Drunken Dionysius led his entire parade of madness through the soft lush grass. I ran, as swift as a bird with my bare feet through the grass and jumped. I was intercepted by a huge boulder towering before me, and Mother Gaea help me, was now midair, with me under it. I squeezed my eyes shut, expecting to be crushed when gravity touched it. My clothes were trapped in the cracks of the rock. I tore my gown of air and moonlight and clung to the silver glassy rock as it was flung out of sight from earth, along with all the rest of us Aurai, and Naiads. Tossed out like dung from the cruel cold world of man. Nymphs such as I and my sistren shall never die, a curse we must bear with the rest of the immortals till we are thrown away into Tartarus. So, we being flung into space, were still alive, and felt everything. Every crystal of what once was blood, cracked beneath our skin, and then turned back warm, only to be frozen again. Our skin, burning and freezing at the same time as we danced light years away. An eternity, our lives could have been doing better with our time in space, but I will tell you this, the time we spent in the nothingness, travelling through the sky, may have seemed quick, but the stars are if anything tricksters. So, I say, the experience of the unluckiness we faced was if anything, long. We were propelled by divine light past the planets, we could not move, for we were going so fast no part of us dared to stray from the fear of being ripped off our very bodies. So, there we were flying for centuries for us, and a blink of an eye for others. Oh, how space deceives us all. We eventually slowed down, of course; all things must come to an end. An extra glow caught our eye besides the glaring stars. Our eyes caught stardust as we gazed upon a new world. Our world. The planet had a sun and moon like ours, they looked similar and danced in the sky like huntress Artemis and radiant Apollo. Our island came to a stop as well, atop this new world with new terrain; this island was floating like my father’s. Others from the cultures of the edges of the world joined us, astonished to see others minor gods and goddesses, we all together came down to the world and camped in the unexplored area’s lush fields and tall mountains. We discovered that the food the land offered was the same as when we dined at home, elements the same. This different world, with different continents, was Grandmother Gaea's cousin as it seemed. Alas, how could we ever know, for it was us who were lost. As we camped, we dined and traded our culinary secrets between ourselves and were merry. For we had survived the worst, and now we had found the best. But had I? I was betrayed by my father, by everybody! Then came the pounding feeling of something lost, a swirling inferno of anger, I would make sure I returned to our home planet, and make those lowly backstabbers on earth pay. While the others camped together I trudged away darkening my gaze as I saw a small blue dot, Poseidon, or Neptune as you may be called by our Roman friends, you can watch us all you want but I will claim Olympus and banish you to the burning depths of Hades.