“Be as my voice when they can no longer hear me….”
Forever Never/The Dawn of Illusion
by Cheryl Pennington
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New life is being created on Dohman-help for the couple in the garden as they await the arrival of the world’s first natural born human child, a child of hope for all.
Inion was to birth her creation where the sun ended its cycles as it slipped behind the mountains; and this one was to be Female. Her role on Dohman for its inhabitants would be one of temperance and guidance. She would have the strength of Wisdom combined with the gentleness of Understanding; and she would serve as counselor to M’na and Fireann in times of emotional struggle. Eternity’s daughter called this new life Eagna (Wisdom), and sought to bring strength to her essence by drawing energy from the mountains of her world, powerful edifices which stood steadfast before mighty winds and torrential rain. Although this female was to be slight of stature, her resolve must be immovable. Her face was envisioned as gentle but knowing as Inion drew the lines of expression upon it. Large, round eyes were the color of the earth beneath the grass, with flecks of green such as covered the hills of her land. Cascading around her white skin, her golden hair glinted as though the light of the morning sun was reflected upon her body, while shadows danced among the locks. Inion created her daughter’s voice so that when she spoke it would be soothing and its sound would flow gently as the river waters running down from the mountain. Guided by wisdom, Eagna’s word would be born of the eternal truths that Inion now imparted to her daughter.
The child that was soon to come would be a culmination of their great desire to mend what was rent apart; and its birth would begin a unity within Creation that only existed in Essence before now. When she completed her instruction, assuring Eagna that all within the Eternal Realm were only a thought away, Inion reminded her daughter that only through constant communion would she remain able to hear the voice of Spirit. Then the daughter of M’or gathered the soul of her new creation and delivered it into the body she had prepared. She placed this new life near a cave at the base of the great mountains. This would serve as her home, where there was a river of water nearby and plentiful fruit and green food to sustain her. With a kiss of Eternity upon Eagna’s lips, Inion breathed life into this beautiful and wise female.
Inion left her daughter gathering grasses for her bed; and so connected were they that she felt the pangs of hunger that struck her child even as she moved her limbs for the first time. “You may also eat of the fishes in the waters which flow near your home. They will sustain and nourish you. The Essence of all you consume will add their power to your own.”
Eagna considered these options and decided upon the fish, but was not to be as easy as plucking fruit from the vine. She tried to stand in the chilly water that wrapped around her bare legs, feeling the life of the silver fish touching her skin as they glided by. She dug her feet into the thick sandy bottom and attempted to grab for them with her bare hands, but realized no success with this method. How long she sloshed around playing this game she was unsure, but she knew that her hunger was increasing. Frustrated by how slippery and fast they were, she decided to try stunning them with large rocks, which she held high over her head and thrust into the water as they swam by her feet, tauntingly. All this action produced was a good drenching and an occasional painful blow to her feet.
Later she would learn the properties of flint, rock and wood, but for now the raw flesh of this creature tasted sweet to her tongue and satisfied her eager insides. Eagna slept that first night on a deep bed of grass just outside the cave that would become her home, gazing up at the twinkling light show that played out above her, and wondered at the magnificence of it all.