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The Creators

Another take on the "creation".

From the deep unending darkness of interstellar space It came.
It crawled forth from that velvety blackness that lures many to their destruction,
searching for victims.
It had been waiting for uncounted eons, since even before there were those
who could conceive of such.
Once, It remembered, there were many who came.
Now there were none, and It grew hungry.
It met others of Its kind and they too had grown impatient.
It communicated with the Others, and they too were ravenous.
Then They had decided.
They would create what They needed.
They would never feel hunger again.
One was chosen and He selected a place of nothingness
far beyond the reaches of Their enemies.
Then He began, saying,
"Let there be light".


©Richard



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