The Earth had long existed in the dark before the deep emergence of boiling began. The ocean, the mountains, the forests all began to take form. And through their birth, gracefully diving out of the deep earth's crust, straight from volcanic lava, was the first woman.
The black woman.
She was beautiful.
Divine femininity soaking through her flesh, with her beautiful peaks and curves like hills and mountains, and her voluminous hair reaching the sky like trees, she began to walk over the ground.
Mother Nature.
From the depths, climbing to the crevices of the cracks of the earth, she rose, she was light given to the earth. She was born.
Her blood was fiercer than the fire from the earth's core.
She dazzled.
Her eyes like the sparking sands, the terrain and glittering lakes.
She was the embodiment of Earth.
The first woman.
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The Seal
Science Fiction"I should've died two thousand years ago." Ezeriah glanced up at him as he busily worked on his wounds. His lips were busted and his cheek was seeping blood at an alarming rate. He swallowed hard. " I'm glad you didn't." "Look at the mess we're in...
