The sand burned under
her feet as she walked slowly across the light - coloured beach. It felt good to
feel something other than cold in such a long time, although it felt as if walking
on burning coals. She didn't know if it was just her imagination or not but she
could hear the skin of her feet sizzling under her weight. Suddenly, the
landscape changed and this time she saw huge stones in front of her, coloured
in beautiful shades of grey and black or pale reds and beiges. She walked on
them, feeling their sharp edges almost cutting the flesh of her fingers. The
sea slowly came towards her, wetting the rocks and cooling her, giving her the
long desired peace.
The sea... what a great, marvellous entity appeared before
her! What a great gift of Life that was, how it fascinated her! With her clear,
blue-green, waves and the wonderful sound they made when they kissed the land,
with the gifts she brought every morning - seashells, algae and the sunset
reflecting on her infinite waters, how could anyone not love her, adore her?
She remembered the first time she saw the Great Sea: she was nothing but a
Primordial, with no knowledge of what life truly is like. She had awoken on the
burning heat of the 13th month, the warmest of them all, the light blazing in
her eyes, blinding her. She touched the sand with the palms of her hands and
she sat, terrified by the scenery in front of her. The sound it made was abnormal,
she had never heard something so loud before and the worst thing is that it
surrounded her! She wanted to run away but the sound was still there and so was
the heat. Somehow, no matter how far away she wanted to go, she went closer and
closer to the water instead. She suddenly remembered a familiar feeling, as if
being sheltered in the arms of a protective being, as if being in a balloon, comfortable
and safe. She remembered the water. She remembered the sensation of being
inside the water, covered by the water, protected by it. She stopped. Her steps
were small and cautious but her eyes were curious. She touched it and she felt
scared, how could something that reminded her of such pleasant things be so
cold?! She wanted to leave but something kept calling her until hours later,
close to the sunset, she found herself submerged in the magic of the Great Sea,
floating on its waves.
They never told them about it back at the L.A.B. They never
told them where they came from either, they were just products of the industry
and that's all she needed to know. There was no point in telling them anyway,
as soon as they'd turn 3rd cycle they would be slaughtered for parts anyway. It
would have been just a couple more days until she would have become meat. For
them it doesn't matter, they're not sentient beings, they're just meat. They're
there to serve, to procreate and serve, forever. The L.A.B. never knew she
escaped, she should have been sold close to the sea but they could never scan
her so they threw her away on the beach, in the heat, as if she were already
dead, waiting to rot.
Now she's been walking for months, meeting others like her
- sentient beings, beings with compassion. A Primordial. The first of her kind
to escape and create something new, the first of her kind to oppose death.
"The 3rd cycle passed months ago and I'm not dead. The
Great Sea is so beautiful, my gift of love, my gift of life..."
