Work in Progress - Children of Sol

Sorry this isn’t very long, it’s a work in progress in the truest sense.

I’m working on this right now and this is what I have for you.

Sol is his name. He is one god amongst many but he is one of the most beautiful and powerful. It is at his word that the sun – giver of life on the planet Earth – rises each morning. He is the one who has had most to do with humans and it is because of his interaction that they are named after his benevolence. Children of Sol have always been his main concern and the game that the gods play, sometimes at the expense of humans, is not such a game to Sol. He takes it seriously and does his very best to ensure that they survive everything that is thrown at them.

Sol first saw the human creatures on the first sunrise across the planet. The gods gathered to watch his wondrous creation. He promised a wonderful display and he did not like to disappoint. They stood at the top of the highest mountain on the planet and looked to the east. The sky turned from deepest black through deepest blue and on through an array of beautiful colours, the like of which had not been seen.

“Sol, this is breathtaking!” Luna said, grasping his hand.

He looked at her with an expression of tenderness and leaned forward to brush his lips against hers. Then he wiped a solitary tear from her eyelashes. He flipped his wrist to shake the droplet from his finger and where the droplet landed, a spring bubbled from the ground.

When it had created a pool, the spring water found its own level and cascaded over the edge of the plateau down, down onto the rocks far below them.

The sun broke over the horizon to the collective gasps from the gods. They appreciated the beauty of the scene and congratulated Sol on his creation.

“We all had a hand in this, I am just throwing light onto the subject so that we may see the game board,” he said.

Flora and Fauna, the twins, gave a delighted giggle and pointed - one with her left hand and the other with her right hand - down to the plateau. The river crept along the valley floor and their work flourished because of the water.

The gods looked and could see things moving on the ground. Fauna jumped up and down in her unrestrained excitement. “Flora! It worked! Our idea worked!”

Sol looked to where they pointed and the array of vegetation – Flora’s work of course – partially hid what they were so exuberant about. Then he saw.

Animals of all shapes and sizes emerged from the burgeoning forest and made their way outward towards new and virgin lands.

“How will you control the spread of the creatures? Will they overwhelm the land and eat everything?” Atlas spoke in his deep rumbling voice and everyone was compelled to listen.

“I have already thought of that,” Oceana said. Her voice soft and soothing. “I shall divide up the land into pieces.”

They watched in fascination as the animals wandered off or stayed where they were to graze and explore.

The twins were still in a state of excitement and Sol wondered what they were up to. Then he saw it, the first tentative steps taken by the first humans. They came out of the forest naked and went in similar directions, as the other animals had.

Sol gasped and was as delighted as the twins. “What are they?”

“We call them human,” Flora and Fauna spoke together.

It was the start of an endless fascination for Sol. He adored them on sight.

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