UNNAMED Part 4 She
UNNAMED (first draft)
SHE
She knew that she should not be here touching Cayleb.
She couldn't help herself. Ever since his conscientiousness entered her planet she had been intrigued. He had woken her from a self-imposed slumber that she had taken due to absolute boredom. She could literally manage the planet in its present state in her sleep. But now that there are more creatures here she has found that she enjoys the distraction of their lives. So many stories and customs and thoughts. But Cayleb is special. He calls to her from deep within his mind even when he is not aware and it becomes harder to deny him. She never should have led him to the entrance to her lair. But it is the only place that she can speak with him in private and gaze upon him without distraction. It had taken her many cycles to create the corridors after choosing just the right place to build the cavern.
Her elders would call her weak and seek to destroy him if they found out of his existence. She had already made up in her mind that she would take whatever actions necessary to ensure his survival, Even if it meant disobeying her own kind. They had sought to punish her by putting her in this faraway place to watch over after she had dared to imply that they favored her sister over her. Almost forgetting about her.
It had been many cycles since the Elders had touched down on this planet and then it had been catastrophic when they last came. They killed some of the newcomers just for sport, which thankfully became boring to them very quickly but is now a haunted part of their existence. She was unable to save any of them. It was a test. One that she could not win in any manner of speaking. So she has tried every year since, to balance the natural assets so they do not draw outside attention, by being overabundant. She has had to ensure the growth of the colony was slow. They are creatures blessed with longevity so culling the population and reserving resources was important.
The truth was, the Elders did favor her sister. They had allowed her to choose where she wanted to go. Pick the planet she wanted to care for, which is not the way it should be handled. Planets were to be assigned. Matching the right guardian of life to the inhabitants to ensure a balanced, thriving life in that world.
They had always favored her sister who watched over a small planet many galaxies away called Earth. The terra planet to most alien beings was a primitive, weak ball of dust with the inhabitants fast on their young way to their own destruction. Still, many others had never heard or seen a human. The inhabitants called Humans, systematically destroyed and ravaged the planet causing her beloved sister to be in a constant state of angst, lashing out at her wards through what they call Natural disasters. She only stays because she says that there are some very dedicated humans that are determined to preserve the planet and try valiantly to reverse the wrongs. But I know for a fact she does it to seem like she is overly kind and generous. It's false benevolence. She loves their reverence and constant mention of her existence, believing in her blindly. The elders have told her that their patience is limited and it is marked for destruction. Her sister, who is affectionately called Mother Nature or Mother Earth, is such a complex being that, even she, The UNNAMED approaches her sister with caution and guarded tongue.
It is true that her sister has wrought many beautiful sights and creatures that are glorious to behold but she is a finicky one all the same, subject to violent mood swings, but of course, the Elders never seem to notice.
She had been imprisoned on this floating rock only able to travel through the ground through the black water for many centuries. How she longed to be of substance, to be touched back. She used to dream of a time where she could be coupled with another of her kind and they could rule together making a glorious world. Those days seem to be in another place and time, somewhere farther than the farthest galaxy, deeper than the deepest black hole.
She had yet to even be named. The creatures of this planet were not of the speaking type except the colony. The colony was afraid to name the planet which meant they would not give her a name. She would simply continue as the UNNAMED.
She continued from the tree and visited the seed edge where the Goa was nestled safely underground waiting to spring forth and bloom, bearing its precious fruit. She enhanced each seedling to make sure it produced the biggest, most succulent fruit ever. She smiled to herself as she imagined how surprised the colony would be. How happy Cayleb would be. She checked the ground to make sure no other plants or creatures in the area damaged the precious seeds by rooting around. To make sure it was protected she started a vine that had huge thorns on it. Easy enough to navigate through with their swords but possibly dangerous for unwary creatures.
She was okay with the loss of a creature or two as it would most likely serve as a food source and therefore not go to waste. There was a purpose to every creeping thing and some of it was to be nourishment for others. Traveling a yern away from the seed edge she also prepared a special Motter tree, only one that Cayleb would find comfort in. It would call to his inner being like a beacon. She would make sure of it. Here she would be able to watch over him. She would not interfere in the Time Trials. Those he would have to win on his own. But she had faith in him and his superior abilities. After all, he was a Glider. She could not wait to see the colony's reaction when it was revealed.
Seeing that there was not much more she could do now she made her way back to Cayleb's home Motter tree but he was no longer there. She could hear him moving about in his living quarters. His breathing deep and steady. She listened for a time before pulling all of her consciousness into one place and appearing as a sparkling light in the secret cavern. As light, she traveled to a part of the cave that Cayleb had not yet discovered and in all likelihood might never find. On one of the walls, she drew the Motter tree and Cayleb in repose on one of the branches. Just below she drew her likeness standing beside the tree touching it, looking up at him. She regarded it for a long while before swirling dirt over it to hide it.
to be continued...
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