The Lady Speaks

I feel their coming through my depths of earth and rock, the rolling thunder of a thousand horses charging ever closer. They seek the endless life they believe the Lady keeps, but Men cannot fathom the true nature of the Lady’s secret. True immortality not in everlasting life, but in the creation made possible through the Lady’s worship.

Long has it been since Men sought this secret, but long have they wondered of their lack of young. Many of Her daughters were cut open to seek the secret of their barrenness or forced to mate with beasts of the Earth in an effort to transfer their fertility. They did not understand that the Lady took away their Gift of Children as punishment for the treatment of her Earth and Daughters in the Time Before Loss.
The horses stop, the men think to approach with stealth; as if I have not always known they would come. When I took the Gift, I had hoped they would return to me at once, even seeing the destruction they would wreak before in my minds eye. Their King approaches now with two of his many knights, his golden helmet shining, the at his side rank with the metallic scent of their iron armor.
“My Lady, we approach, not to harm you, but to seek understanding, why do you leave us to suffer?” asked the King his voice think with emotion.
“I gave you many things, food and air, water and light, and you flourished. I gave you my daughters so that you may continue you’re lines. But as time continued these things you took for granted. You beat my daughters and used them sorely. You clogged the air with your monuments of stone and glass, and tainted the sweet water beneath. I felt my fields shudder in pain and my trees droop in sadness.
So I took my Daughters secret from them. You’re fathers and forefathers grew old and perished, and you the last of their lines came of age in this new harsh age. Finally you have sought the truth in the past and returned to me” replied the lady calm and distant as if speaking through only a shell not a true woman’s body.
Suddenly the body dropped from its seat on a large stone inside the cave. The voice returned, emanating from the rock ceiling above.
“Here, Sons of Man, I give you my last true Daughter, untainted by your world. Make her you’re Queen and you will proper once more. But heed my warning, return to your old ways and she will wither and perish and I can save you no more.”
The King rushed forward and tenderly cradled the seemingly lifeless form of the ethereal creature on the floor. Suddenly great blue eyes appeared in the still face.
“Call me Gaia, the world begins anew. I am Queen of this land, and all will know that here is peace and truth and justice.”

The Lady Speaks

Wanderlusting

Joined February 2008

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My imagining of an Earth Goddess seeking to stop the corruption of her Children.

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