The Shadow

There once was a land filled with light, and this land knew no darkness. The ground was bare and even, smooth as steel, and no creatures populated the area. A cloud had never appeared in the sky of this realm. All was pure and true, but the land was bare of texture and of life, and this was lonely.

Then one day an event occurred in this land. and the ground became inhabitable, and plants sprouted from it, and to support these plants there had to be rain. And when the rain came, there were clouds. For the first time, the land knew darkness. but the clouds cleared, and all was light again. For a short time.

The sprouts from the ground became trees and bushes, and all varieties of flowers, and animals came to inhabit the area, and soon a small lake appeared as well. And again, the land knew darkness. For the light came from the sky, and could not penetrate the mighty trees or the smallest insects. And some days it would rain again, and there would be no light in sight. And even on days when the light shone bright, the trees and bushes, birds and flowers, and every living thing cast its shadow. And all these creations were beautiful. but there was darkness in the shadows, and darkness in the depths of the lake, and darkness on the cloudiest days.

The land now was full of life, and no longer so lonely and barren as before. But with life came this darkness, and the land was no longer pure and true. The plants and the creatures and the lake made the land beautiful, but ugliness crept in the shadows and the darkness. and there was nothing to be done about this, for where there was life, there must be shadows.