A Divine Union
In a star-covered canvas of colour, lit up by dots red, yellow and orange stars littered across the Universe. A smoky hue, leaking off red and some nearby yellow from the stars. These hues moulded together, in a wide-encompassing orb of deep orange solid matter that remained permeable, while a dark violet, thick.. liquid solution hovered nearby…
A colossal being in the shape of a female made of solid darkness… with small, glowing dots all over appeared. A thin outline of a low-cut shirt made of the same solid darkness and glowing dots. What appeared as breasts, bounced lightly while she levitated gently toward another being.
This second being: Inicles. An old man clothed in a neon pale robe, with a long snowy-white beard down to his waistline and scruffy unkempt hair at the sides, with a bald spot right on the top of his head. He floated toward Mother Cosmos as she gently levitated straight toward him.
Both of them met at the centre and combined into one in a sacred union, both of their forms fusing into one while his body overtook by her cosmic appearance. Inicles’ Caucasian skin replaced by Mother Cosmos’ appearance all over. His beard looking like the Universe itself….
Suddenly the air around them crackled with lightning in space… Inicles’ cosmic appearance brightening into a neon white, shooting streaks of neon lightning in every direction. Soon it encased him in an orb of lightning with faint stripes of her cosmic appearance, his appearance now looking like cosmic magma with stars within it. Around himself flashes of lightning-like neon resumed to spread outward and built up around both of them.
An explosion erupted suddenly, canvassing the Universe in a sheet of raw white…
The white gradually faded into grey, then faded back into non-existence, leaving just the normal galaxy appearance of the Universe.
Inicles was gone. And only Mother Cosmos remained. Her womb now featuring a large, prominent bump, suddenly it burst like a pimple, releasing her baby and cosmic fluid. In the shape of a regular baby, though with a cosmic appearance, it cried…
The baby’s cries persisted. The Universe trembled, planets veering off course and smashing into each other, debris hurtling throughout space. The cries soon stopped at the comfort of its mother. And the Universe remained still yet again.
