A moment of secrecy

The location gave a raw sense, like the nakedness of existence, like a person unclothed, unwashed, uncivilized. But then, she couldn't quite say what does it mean when she said uncivilized, she just knew that there is something distinctly different in this cave than what she felt of the mother's embrace outside. Out there, where the trees sheltered her from heat, where rain danced filling the world with life, she felt as if she was enclosed in the warmest embrace. Here, everything was cold, everything felt alone. The rocks clung to the floor, clawing at her feet, crying for someone to set them free, free from a million year of boredom. She was not bored, nor was she afraid, just curious at the different senses. Everything within her revolved, spinning around trying not to miss a single scent in this queerness.

There was as flash of light, it gave the same sensation as did in the last battle, the battle she did not want to remember, but cannot forget. For her kind, it was not right to feel the way she did, the color red evoking in her the sensation of ecstasy. She wanted more, entranced by the blazing light. It felt like as if everything within her danced to a tune long forgotten, like as if her body no longer is in her possession. The light wavered around her, coloring everything with red, everything felt warm, everything felt as if they all ignite her senses, they burn her, they overtake her.

Something melt against her. The light came closer and closer. She picked up a faint scent of something, of someone, it was one of them, one of the dreaded them. Yet, for some unknown reason she could not pull away, she did not want to pull away, instead, she moved forward, she reached out with her hands, she reached out with her mentality. The creature was not cold, not like the others had been, it was filled with such warmth, such embrace, such intensification. In no way was it hostil, instead, she felt the same feeling from it as did from every other living creature of the mother's womb. It was the sense of protection, the sense of caring, the sense of love. If she could remember love.

It was a comforting feeling, being here with it. It took away the coldness of the location, the rawness gone with the growing anticipation mounting all over its body. Every fiber seems to be escalating with some degree of extreme pleasure. She could not quite grasp what it was, but it was comforting, smooth to her mental understanding. She forgot who she was, and just let the sensation flow across her brain and every cell of her body. It felt as if she was becoming also a part of this blazing red, a part of something more transcendental. Her mind floated against a space unknown, somewhere not one of her kind had ever travelled to before, some place forbidden. The sudden warning of forbidden flashed against the edge of her thought, but the tight hold of it, a gentle sound of protections, a tone which sounded so different from any she's heard before, like her father once speaking to her, the tone alone gave her courage. Under its shelter, its protection, she let her mentality glow. It expanded in a degree never before, it folded and refolded itself upon its mentality. They are not so different, she and it, as their minds merge and their bodies melt together. Somewhere she lost the sense of who is who, what is what. The blazing light, herself, itself, redness, location, nothing existed quite anymore. Its memory poured into her cells, and hers into its and in this sense, they became one, she took it into herself.

From this a new race was designed. She willed it to be like her, only greater. It willed it to have its instincts, only greater.

If there is an Eden of the time. This Adam, this Eve, their forbidden fruit tasted, started something more renewed. They once told people of Earth to avoid playing Gods, they were right, nature will have its tolls, and nature will bring its laws with its own creation.