The Return of Chaos
by Salena Casha
A Dark Birth
Unlike my children, I remember my birth. I sprang from Chaos, the deepest void in space, followed shortly by my brothers and sisters. Apollo, who my inhabitants would later call the sun, punched holes through the darkness of our father, welcoming in a new era in the previously blank, lonely eternity.
The obscurity of the heavens above reminded me that Chaos could eventually return and consume everything, bringing the universe back into its beginnings of blackness. Yet while Apollo shone down upon me, I, Gaia, Mother Earth, was permitted to live. For a time, I thought Chaos had settled down to an eternal slumber. It was only later though that I realized Chaos existed in other forms, in other ways.
