Aether

Finally, God spoke and the Universe reverberated with fright and awe.

It’s not easy being the medium through which beliefs, experience and faith flow. I find myself inadequate to transform everything into a single look. My creations are Frankensteins. They mock and challenge my efforts, and then place me on a pedestal to perform rituals I don’t understand.

Finally, the human was silent.

You did not give us the language to decipher your intent. As a result, we wandered and floundered. We invented something called Aether to look like you. We could not make sense of the world’s phenomena without it.

The Universe was all ears, tuned in to the humming sound that signified the beginning of the world. It sounded like an unfulfilled dream.

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