puppytales .0

once upon a time, there was nothing but the darkness, dense and imposing, all knowing and all pondering. then one day, the darkness, velvety and majestic, got his pondering done-ish and engaged in actiony bits...

since it was going to be the first time in a long, longer than that can be grasped by any mortal long, time that he moved, he wanted it to be an especially exciting move. so he began twirling in a magnificient spiral pattern, which would be gazed upon with utmost admiration, were there anyone else to watch...

as he twirled and twirled, picking up speed without losing his elegance, sparks began shooting from him, from the friction of him upon his royal self. sparks began multiplying in numbers and instead of vanishing like ordinary sparks, they decidedly assumed the attitude of scattering around and throwing very, very thin ribbons of light on the darkness...

so, once all occupying, unseen, unconceivable and thus amorph darkness, slowly began to restrict his existence, if not his power. as the transformation furthered, he began adding leaps to his twirling and laughed, delighted with all these new sensations...

sparks grew even more in numbers, and some of them began to unite, some stayed put around the shaping dancer, some journeyed far. dancer was fully formed by now. he was, of course, still not fully conceivable by nature, but he could be seen as a graceful silhouette, still prancing around and this time blowing kisses to the sparks near and far...

kisses had different effects on each spark, some went instantly incandescent, wiping themselves out of their newfound existence thusly, some went mad with extacy and turned black in an effort to imitate their master and thus be closer to him, and some, amongst many others, whose reactions we do not have the time to explain in detail, felt blissful and began burning bright in the forests of the night.

so, in the existence of light, darkness began casting shadows, many of them, since he was not, is not and never will be like any other that has ever been or will be. and the shadows were as excited as their master and soon they began scattering around, running off to wrap themselves around the sparks or curling up in globes and orbiting them. oh, how they loved turning, turning, turning around the sparks, without ever ceasing to twirl! and now the darkness looked around himself, tasted the universe with his eyes and and blinked himself out of existence only to reappear after all the stars would burn out and come back looking for him, to play and dance once more...

-fin-


(told for the first time on 15.05.2008 su-hd)