《A Tale of Lights.》
A Tale of the Beginning: Endless Dark & Light of Hope
Ahhh, I still remember that place. So nostalgic.Then again, maybe you couldn''t really call it a "Place"? There was nothing, yet it was overflowing. It was darkness itself, but shined infinitely. It''s doubtful if there was even time; one could go on and on, yetnever end; move forever, and never leave it''s origin.
It was so complex and weird.It was the start and end of everything after all. But it was so enormously simple as well.You could either be one of the many who stayed, never to be anything else; or one of the few to go to the great shine in the distance.
I was in the latter group.
Darkness.
A great sea of darkness going on and on.
Among it were just white points, little sparks, beyond counting.
And black spheres, only noticiable from their blackness through which no light could go in,andtheir dark purple silhouettes.
Their size ranged from being little bigger than the sparks, to being truly gigantic. They moved ever so slowly, absorbing any spark in their way, but itseemed likea task that would never end.
In this infinite yet never changing sight, there was one more thing worth of note. Aviolet light that shined through thickcloudson the distant horizon.
On it''s genesis, one of so many sparks appeared on this landscape. But instead of staying still like all the others, this one started moving.
As if attracted to it, it moved to that great light on the horizon. Soon, some others followed it, as if just that one action ofit had started something in them.
And as they got closer, "they" started to change. Even if they hadn`t recognized ityet, they started to feel "warm".
With time, came recognition. Recognition that the darkness was "cold", the light was "warm", and the later was "good".
With this also came awareness of their environment. Many of them moved like comets to the great light beyond the cloud, that seemed ever distant, but they "knew" it was getting closer.
Eventually, they became aware not only of "what is around them" but also of something truly unique and precious; of "themselves". They learned "joy". But with this also came a darker discovery.
The darkspheres were following them, and a lot of them were on their way between them and the cloud. And the little comets were not as many as before. When a dark sphere came upon a spark, it absorbed it, never to beseen again.
They were being hunted. Predated upon. They learned "fear". So they raced ever more fractic to the light. To "Live".
With time, as the ever decreasing number of sparks entered the cloud, they lost sight of the spheres and of most of the others like them. With their sense of self developing even further, they became more acute of each other, and realised that those they lost sight upon were not to be seen again. So, they traveled together.
They didn''t lose as many this way. Only the big spheres would come closer like this. They learned "security in numbers".
Laterthey became able to interact with each other. Using pulses of light, they could push each other, and in great enough numbers even make front to the spheres that hunted them.
But as with all new discoveries, this also had a bad side.
As they wanted tokeep "living" above all, when some groups, by accident or relaxation became separated and came into danger, learned that they could "push others" to the dark spheres, so that they could live. They stopped for just a moment when they absorbed a spark.
They learned"egoism" and "treason". It would prove to be the doom of a great number of them.
Fear, not only of their predators, but of each other, disrupted their group. So some separated again, scared of being "sacrificed".A coupleof the particularly shining sparks, the most depended upon for their strength when pushing against their dark enemies, started feeling indignation. And with that a realisation.
They were needed. But they didn''t need others.
A great many went on their own with that knowledge, while some few formed their own groups and went their ways
This marked the stage for another great change.
They changed. To be precise, those that fought a great number of dark spheres, and managed toerase their foes instead of being absorbed, foundtheir power growing and changing forms.
With time, as all were going to the same destination, they found each other again. Or what was left of them.
It wasn''t until that time that they realized thedeep of their changes.
The most noticiable were the most powerfull and outstanding ones.
First there was awhite giant; his light was not one that blinded with is radiance, but more like a constant, pale shine. He was big and slow, but no black sphere would come near it. Those that did were only the bigger ones, and when they did the giant suddenly rushed them, impacting them directly with a violence that, would its opponents not beits greatest enemies, being able to evoke a feeling of pitty. Most of all because when it neared, the sphere would almost paralyse, unable to do much else.
Second was a bright crimson one, not as big as the white giant, but what it lacked in size it made up with attitude. It moved from here and there with great speed, and whenever it found a black sphere, no matter its size, it immedieatlyraced in persuit.It seemed like just being near it caused damage, as it radiated a constant and fierceradianceall the time, with the ocasional bright flare being the most dangerous.Most of its enemies not only didn''t attack, but tried to scape instead.
Third, a mysterious, saphire light. It gave offa tenue shine. It moved most strangely; when it moved to one place, it appeared in another, it could be stopped and at the next moment appear somewhere else. Most of the dark spheres didn''t even seem to notice it, but they were not of great concern to it even if they did; it ejected a powerfull wave that could erease most of his enemies in one shot, though as it took a while to do it again, if it needed, it just "dissapeared" and appeared elsewhere.
Another one was a spark whose shine was only secondary to the violet light. It shined in a bright golden colour, and it moved in a straight line, ever forward, not deviating from itsdestined path. It, like the crimson spark, also attacked any and all dark spheres it found on its way, but different from it, it gave off amore proud and righteous feeling, in comparison with the crimson spark''s rampage. It always moved with conviction, even in the face of its enemy and any attack, without avoiding, stopping, or decelerating. It''s form of combat was more subtle as well, but in a way more devastating. It emitted a shine that weakened its foes the closer it was, and when it came almost in contact with them, it shoot concentrated rays of golden light, leaving behind lethal damage.The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.
There were also four smaller, though still strong sparks.
-An ever slow brown one; It had a strenght not so different from the white giant, altough none of his atittude.
-A silver one that shoot through the cloud, never engaging in battle but sometimes playing tricks on its peers.
-Acarefree deep blue that spread its light over a large area, its own essence not being concentrated on any one place.
-And a red spark whose energy moved freely around, but sometimes challenged bigger threads than it could manage alone.
The4 smaller sparks where accompained by some others with their same characteristics and colour, though to a greater less degree of intensity.
But perhaps the most special was the one spark that didn''t stand out much. A gentle emerald green that never so much as got close to the dark spheres, but it seemed to restore the energy of nearby sparks.
With their new strenght, powers, and consolidated numbers, it seemed like all was going well. Their journey seemed to be in its ending stages as they were ever closer to the violet light, and it seemed like nothing could stop their peregrination.
Then, they reached a particularly dense conglomeration of the cloud, beyond which nothing much could be seen. Their destination was without a doubt beyond it.
As they crossed it, they finally saw it. The violet light.
It was in the center of an empty space, sorrounded by the thick cloud on all directions. It was beautiful.
They felt an elation and happiness that they didn''t even know they could. None knew why they were going there, or what was beyond. But they felt it. That their "future" was there. That nothing will truly start until they go beyond it. And that there was nothing for them staying here other than darkness and cold.
They all rushed to the light, eager to be the first to cross it. Everything seemed to be going right. None of them could notice it until it was too late.
Suddenly, a dark area, like a fog, appeard on the way between the violet light and the sparks, swallowing a great number of them. They stoped their rush before there was more damage, but it was already done. They wouldn''t come back anymore.
The fog dissapeared, and in its place appeared something they hadn''t seen before. It was like a spark, yet it wasn''t so. It was pure black in its center, with occasional small lights of different colours appearing inside it,had a dark purple hue, andthe whole area around it seemed to be a shade darker.
All could felt it now. That it was dangerous. Even though it was smaller and only one, it wasworse than facinga dozen of the biggest black spheres. And it was not over yet.
From the clouds around them,in all directions, there started to appearcountless dark spheres of all sizes, all heading for the sparks in a mad rush.
Despaircould be felt. They were so close,yet was it all going to be in vain now? But there were those that were not going to give up now.
The green spark started shining. Its shinesoon enveloped all, and it gave a feeling of reassurement; that all was going to be okay; that they had the one another, so they shouldn''t fear the enemies number; And that they shouldn''t fear the dark.
They moved quickly. The white giant rushed at the bigger dark spheres one after the other while the crimson one just rampaged all over. The saphire spark appeared and dissapeared around the place, shooting waves of energy at the thickest concentration of enemies. The blue sparks sorrounded their allies making a defensive field, while the brown ones took care of what managed to get close. The silver ones moved as if they were one and moved to any one spot were things seemed like they were becoming bad.
And finally the red sparks were going straight to the dark spark, making a pathway both to it and to the light. A pathway leaded by the golden spark.
They were surpased in numbers with no sign of the enemy rush stopping, but their organization managed to avoid the worst. For now. The green spark was making them stronger and braver, but it wouldn''t last forever. They had to eliminate the dark spark. It was the most dangerous one, it was blocking their way; and somehow, they felt that if they got rid of it, they could win.
But it wouldn''t stay still and wait to be eliminated. It moved with frightening speed, absorbing an alarming amout of red sparks in a short time, The golden spark couldn''t reach it. But then again, it wasn''t the only one.
Suddenly, the crimson spark intercepted it. It flared with a fury and fierceness without match and caused great damage to it, but in retaliation, tendrils seemed to form out of the dark spark and pierced it. The red spark shaked furiously, but it couldn''t get free. Soon, it started to lose energy, and in turn the dark one gained in strenght. But it forgot about an important thing. There was one that roamed the whole battlefied looking for keyspot where to cause the most damage, and that it couldn''t shoot recklessly less it miss.
The saphire spark suddenly appeared a small distance away to the side and shoot its most powerfull wave yet. It leaved him weaker and vulnerable, but the effect was immediate.
The dark spark suffered a mighty blow while it was distracted and was blow away. The crimson one also took damage, but to a lesser extend; the green one tentatively got closer, so that it could recover its strenght.
And the dark spark had another surprise. The saphire one had excelent spatial awareness and cunning, so it shoot it to the welcome embrace of the currently rampaging white giant.
Even though it didn''t expect it, the white giant took to this enemy all the same; it ignored the smaller threads that couldn''t do that much damage to it and focused completely on it. Not only it retained it in place while causing damage, but the special characteristic of his light''s shine limited its movements and it was resilent enough to endure the dark one''s desperate attacks.
And finally, the almost forgotten and frustrated golden light had its turn. It made use of his enemy immovilization and shined with a strenght not seen before while closing in on its target. While it finally got in front of it, it shoot a small, short, but highly concentrated ray of golden light with a terrible power.
And for the first time they became aware of a new sensation. They could feel their enemy''s pain as it was writhing from the damage. And as it changed shapes violently while having a big hole, it suddenly exploded, its agony stunning all the sparks and the energy, which curiously was a mix of a myrad sparks and dark spheres, made quite some damage, erasing half of the smaller sparks and pushing away the rest.
The flow of dark spheres started to decrease, until it suddenly stopped. The sparks, recovering from the shock, reunited, thinking their battle won. But then something strange happened.
The dark spheres retreated. They all returned to the cloud with fasts speeds. This confused the sparks. Their confusion made them stop; something they shouldn''t have done.
Suddenly, the space itself trembled. The violet light itself titilated a bit, as if whatever was coming was incompatible with it.
The clouds started getting darker. Then, from a great region of it, it suddenly started changing forms. No; it was more like they were trying to resist something, and they were being pushed, clawed at, and when it could hold no more, as if the clouds, the space itself was ripped appart "it" appeared.
It was immense. Incomparable to anything else. And it inspired dread on all.
A black thing, between a mass and a cloud, darker than anything else, was coming out of the cloud, and it keep getting bigger, as if it what was being observed was just a portion of it. Then, a comparatively small, but still massive tendril extended from it. And it opened.
It emitted a dark fog from it, andinside it, there were a myrad different colours, all dim and mixing, and all emited a feeling of pain and despair as they moved further in, were no light ever came back.
It immedeately started sucking on the space itself. A great number of sparks were immediately being sucked into it, powerless to do anything, while the bigger ones could do near to nothing to resist, just delaying the innevitable.
But then, the green spark alineated itselfbetween the violet light, the sparks, and the great dark. It shone with a great light, giving the sparks strenght to resist just a little more. But most of it was directed to the violet light.
As if in answer, a ray of pure light more intense than anything witnessed before shoot towards the green spark. Momentarily, it grew in size and emanated energy explosively, as if it could barely contain it. Then, it gave it all to the the saphire spark.
Charged with an inmensurable power, it moved on front of the sparks and the great dark. And it shoot its greatest lightwave at it.
It was immensively powerfull. Just this might have wiped the previous army of dark spheres from before, or at least caused great damage. But even this could only momentarily shock the dark tendril and make itclose its "mouth".
But just that was enough. With the remaining power, saphire moved the remaining sparks to the violet light. Their destiny. Their salvation.
None of them came out unscathed. And they lost a great many of them. But they finally were here. They didn''t know what would come next, but whatever it was, they were going to face it. They didn''t come this far just to dissapear.
In a last attempt, the great dark created a greater ripp in space, and tried to move closer, moving more tendrils to the violet light. But before it could make contact, this shined greatly, and then wisked away.
*???..........!!!!*
The very space cracked and waved from its tantrum. It had lost its prey. Now they were going with "her". And those despicable guys who defied him and hid out of his reach. But it will find them. It will make them pay. They will all become nothingness. And "she" will finally return to him.
And it had just the means for that.
A small, formless black thing writhed while it floated in space. It was basically done for. Yes. That is, if it was leaved as is.
Maybe he couldn''t find them. But "she" wouldn''t leave behind one of her "childs".
The black thing suddenly grew in size and started to move more agresively. A dark sphere came close to it. When it came close enough, it shoot towards it, andgot inside it. Then, the sphere got smaller, until only a small, small, black spark remained. This process continued.
Tale of the White one: A New World, a New Road.
Man, I still remember how I came to that world. It was such a nice experience, you know, getting a body, being in a place that is made of something more than just colours. I still don''t understand how some don''t like it. There is just so much more stuff happening. It was fairly silent were I started though. And grey. And maybe not so lively. But when I found others, it got so much more fun. Though everyone had it different. Even more so the ones that were actually "born". For what I can gather, and I have "gathered" a lot, mind you, it''s quite the experience.
Black. It was all black. It could not understand.
Why was it all black?
Just a bit before, everything was light.
*THROB*
What was that? What was happening?
New senses it didn''t have before were confusing it. The sound of the throbing. The thickness of the walls.
*THROB*
But there was something that reasured him.
*THROB*
The warm. The gentle warm that enveloped it.
*THROB*
And that every time there was a throbing, it could see just a bit of that light. That light that always guided it.
*THROB*
*THROB*
*THROB*
It could feel it. It was going to get "out" soon. And everything was finally going to "begin".
*THROB*
*THROB*
*THROB*
*THROB*
The walls were moving. Moving "it".
*THROB*
*THROB*
*THROB*
*THROB*
*THROB*
And suddenly, it could feel the walls no more.
*THUD"
Hard. Cold. Noisy.
Those were its first thoughts when it fell. Confusion hit it shortly afterwards at these news sensations. Followed by wonder and curiosity.
It opened its new eyes, and smelled the air; more out of instinct than anything else.
What it saw, was a pure white cavern.
A pristine ice reflected a myrad of white lights, emited by small crystals all around the floor. A big and furry creature was standing in front of it, looking at it in a mix of confusion, threat, and fear.
A growling sound made it turn around.
Behind it was a creature similar to the one before, but stained in a red liquid and in a far weaker state. Even though it was just as big and robust as the other one, it did not sense any threat from it. Far from it, this one looked at it with a tender look, filled with all the warm it had ever felt and more.
All these new senses filled it with wonder and curiosity, leading it to finally inspect itself on one of the walls.
It was similar to the other creatures, but smaller and less threatening. It was also slightly different. While the others were big and bulky, it was small and round. While they were of black eyes and claws, its small claws were pristine and transparent, reflecting the light like the ice around it, its fur a pure and soft white without a single blemish, and its eyes were...white also, while emiting a soft but beautiful violet light, that seemed to leave a small trail as they moved.The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.
Violet light. That made it notice something shocking and worrying.
With all these new senses and things to explore, it forgot about it. Even though it was granted sight, it was more blind than it ever was.
It could not see the "lights". The lights that permeated everything, that were its whole world, the light that even made it.
They were gone.
That single discovery above all else was the only thing that made it panic. It didn''t know what to do, or how to do anything. As much as its new senses gave him ways to feel that it could not fathom until now, they were also alien and restrictive. It had to focus in a direction to graps it on its senses, and there was just so much more information. It was also hard to depart with everything it knew.
It was on that moment on which it was panicking, turning anxiously, that suddenly a big and bushy arm grasped it and brought it closer.
It was the weaker and dirty creature. It didn''t know what it was doing, so surprised, it stopped for a moment.
And in the next few seconds it suddenly felt more calm. The warm of the creature somehow calmed it down. It reached it deeply, in a way it though nothing else could anymore. Yes. Like the warm it felt from the great violet light.
It calmed down and focused on that warm. And then it felt it. On that creature, there was also a pale light shining, hidden deep within it. It was weak and fading, but at the same time its warm promised protection and security.
The other one also had one. This one more stable, but emiting feelings of confusion and nervousness, which were slowly also being soothed.
As it focused more on it, it could feel all else fading away, and see distant shines everywere it turned, all similar, but all different. And it knew; each one belonged to some other creature.
Focusing inwards, the familiar sight relaxed it. A strong and white light, pure and steady, but also calm and stable.
It didn''t lose anything. It just had so much more now.
Suddenly, something spurr it out of its thoughts. The warmth was fading. The gentle light very much seemed to fade also.
Back to its material senses, it could see the creature that embraced it breathing ever so more slowly and weakly. It knew, somehow, that soon it would cease to be. And that made it sad.
And that became anxiety again when it noticed that its shine and warmth wasn''t just dissapearing, but going into it. As if feeding it. It became a little stronger every moment. More full. More complete. But with every moment it also made the other weaker, closer to its end.
It tried to stop it. And it almost worked. But it was so hard to control that sense of his now, on his new material cage. And the other creature didn''t leave it do it. Like it knew from the beggining. That it was something that he needed.
Impatience and frustration filled him as the creature''s essence drained away from it, watching every moment as the light drained away from its eyes. And soon, it was gone. The warmth gone from its body, its eyes forever to remain a dull black.
It felt pain. But different from anything before it, it wasn''t from damage. It was like it lost a part of itself that it never knew it had.
Feeling sadness, confusion because of it, and wonder at all these new feelings, it stayed submerged in his thoughts for a while. Until it heared some movement from behind.
Remembering the other big and furry creature, it turned around. Maybe now that the other one, the one that had a good disposition towards it, was gone, it was going to attack?
On guard, but with clumsy movements, it confronted the white mass of claws and hair. But far from attacking, it seemd like it was just as confused, sad, and didn''t know what to do also.
Both stayed like that for a while. Restless, he though of examining its light to know more about its intentions.
What it felt was a sense of loss, something he could empathize with, but still new; and worry. Worry not from an enemy whom to fight, but for something it just didn''t know what to do with.
Both had those feelings in common at least, he reassured himself. As he continued examinating it and feeling its emotions, both started to calm down, and feel more at ease with each other.
As the great beast calmed down, it gradually took a feeling of determination, and it emanated as such from its eyes towards him.
As it wasn''t really hostile, and even had some feelings of protection and reassurement into it, he didn''t know what to do.
Then, faster than it though something of that size should move, it moved towards it and bit gently onto its neck, lifting it from the floor without it being able to offer much resistance.
It did try to move out of its grasp, but more out of surprise than out of worry; after all, if it had bad intentions, it would''ve felt it and prepared as such. Not that it was really sure how "prepared" he could be now.
Then it started to move out of the place, but stopped. It looked back to the other creature whose light was gone. With its hind legs it suddenly shoveled a great amount of ice and snow on top of it, before surprising anew our little friend.
As he felt the creature''s inner light acting up, It''s whole fur bristled and shined lightly, and with a movement of its thick and long tail, a hush of wind arose, rapidly freezing and solidifying the heap.
It surprised him. Not only that it was capable of that, but that their lights properties and feelings weren''t that different. He didn''t have an idea of how to do that, but he knew; that while they were similar, they were whole leagues apart. There will come a time when he will do much more. Maybe... It wouldn''t be so bad to be together with it?
With the last bits of reluctance fading, and a new interest arising, they departed. A great lumbering beast, fierce to behold but gentle in its treat, with a small furball that was like a small and adorable version of it, yet with a special, almost ethereal feel to it, departed from the cave; with a deathly silent, but serene and peacefull giant eternally sleeping in a crystal case behind.
The shining crystals around on the dark, yet beautiful reflective cave gave an image akin to that of a creature with its child, embarking on a long and mysterious pilgrimage among the stars.