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Flashfic: Destined Conversation

Another piece  based on Greek mythology

Destined Conversation



At the beginning, you see, Time, my dear Khronos, had not yet come to being.  There must be something to measure, some pulse to start counting for time to be measured. Thus, out of the great nothing, I stepped forth.  Necessity, Ananke, Inevitability.  Without the inevitability of things, you see, Khronos would not have stepped out of the void to join me. 

What was it like?  Oh dear, I don’t think your mind would be able to picture it.  Maybe dark would do. Imagine bits of fog in total dark.  The fog is  Potentiality.  It covered me like a blanket, but it was only potential, not inevitable.

But then, as was necessary, He stepped forward. He touched me.

Ah, there are no words that would make sense to you,the miracle of that first joining. He overwhelmed me with his first pulse,  a pulse that shocked the nothing into a something, smaller than a seed, containing everything, followed with pulse after pulse after pulse as he marked the passage of things. The inevitability of time.

When we came back to our senses, we saw what the nothing had wrought out of the potential. Oh, that something - we danced around it for untold beats, fascinated, watching it grow in beauty, terror and strength.   Oh yes, it was lovely to us, dear, but still terrifying.  We watched them dance in the something, Chaos, Gaia, Tartarus and all the others, grow in their inevitable struggles, create destroy, love.

Yes, dear.  It is an amazing thing to see.  I really wish I could show you.  We still watch it all, you know, feeling the beats pass one by one. 

One day, though, it is inevitable that all of them shall put down their burdens.  The gods  too shall die, fading away into nothing.  At the end, Khronos himself shall beat no more, and I, firstborn, will lay down my mantle, and return.

Why, you ask.  I really don’t know.  I just know that it’s inevitable.



A/N  In Greek mythology, Ananke  was the personification of destiny, necessity and fate, depicted as holding a spindle. She marks the beginning of the cosmos, along with Chronos. She was seen as the most powerful dictator of all fate and circumstance which meant that the other Gods had to give her respect and pay homage as well as the mortals. She was also the mother of the Moirae, the three fates who were fathered by Zeus.
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