After the big bang, a massive space butterfly with fragile iridescent wings, reflecting all the rainbows in the many Universes and all the star colours in all the systems that there ever had been or would be, came to visit.
Over millennia, she sculpted our lump of a planet with the tips of her mighty wings; dips became vast seas – fed by her secreted tears.
Earth piled up to become continents; mountains rose higher as she flapped her wings slowly.
She carved further with her proboscis, fine and delicate - were the creatures and people she created from this earth.
She breathed on everything and shook some stardust from her wings, gathered on her travels, onto the seas and lands.
She wrapped the planet in her gossamer light wings, giving it life and heat.
She created an atmosphere round it, breathing hard, to protect the creatures and plants and to stop the evaporation of the seas into cold space.
Over eons, she had given us the sun, the moon and the stars in this system. She rested and dreamed. Through her dreams came storms of electricity, from which fire grew, she showed us in our dreams - how to harness the fire so that we could grow.
Before the space butterfly faded slowly to outside space and time, she secreted a gift, an egg, cocooned in the core of the earth. Her daughter, to arise if humans lost their way. Her daughter would be the guardian of our planet.
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