•--- When One becomes Three. [A tryout for 4000]

[Thani]

You come to a small clan settled in a clearing of a forest, tents littering the ground as the hush whispers of scattered conversations are carried away by the soft breeze.
The moon lurked above, listening to tales that it had heard many times in its long lifespan.
The details of some tales had been twisted over the hundreds of years, stretched to fit certain lessons parents wanted to teach their young kits to make them behave.
And as the night continued on, several filled tents settled down, and the moon goddess grew bored of the silence until-

“Mom really believes in that stuff doesn't she?”
A soft kit spoke out, their small eyes barely opened as they attempted to not let sleep take them.

“She always has, as long as I have known her.”

“Why? I..I mean I always thought that stuff was just a fairytale. But mom really seems to think there's people living in the sky.”

“She has a good reason, you know.”

“Can you tell me another one of moms stories?”

“You know it's way past your bedtime.”

“Please...just one more then I promise I'll go to sleep.”

A sigh and a short chuckle could then be heard before a bit of rustling inside the tent.

“Alright alright let me see if I remember how it goes…..”

[Thani]

The balance of L i g h t and Dark was always a fickle thing.
Maintaining said balance was always up to those above - but even then sometimes they make mistakes.
Gods make mistakes.

A lonely soul reborn.
Over and over and over again.
For eternity it was the same.
Until a spark of rebellion freed them of this loneliness.

In an instant, one became three.
Three became one family.
And one Family became one demise.

Three cracks and three births.
Three gods born from rebellion.
Each split from the source, stronger than ever.

One, Kind and loving.
Two, Chaos and Mischievous
Three, Hatred and Destruction.
Three separate parts of the original
Stronger than ever.

And as if in an instant.
A delicate scale tipped.
Spilling forth an entity that had once been locked away.
Causing things that once were good to now be bad.

Bearer of wishes, now the hearer of secrets.
An all knowing wisdom succumbed to the forest.
Dreams become reality.
Flora and fauna wither away.
And a voice, carried from the eternal sea, cried out for help.

[Thani]

Chaos ignited like Flint to steel.
The Ashes of war reigned down on the gods home.
And a Flame was lit, sparking those to rise up and fight.

As the fighting began,
The Moon watched above as its comrades fell.
Helpless and alone,
they wept for paradise lost.
And mourned those who moved on to be reborn.

Darkness covered the gods home
blanketing itself over the land and the sea.
Those who were too far to rally
wondered what destruction they would find when they returned.

The moon and Sun guided the Sea home,
Ths Sky, ever acting as a bridge between the two,
aided the Sea for a time, until the Sky went dark.
And the bridge between them all collapsed.

For the Sky now mourned Nature,
Blind to how its actions effected the others.
Those who needed support more than ever,
now found themselves alone.