Melea

At 6:00 AM on a Saturday morning I woke from a dream that demanded I write it down. So I spent an hour or so writing down a skeletal version of the dream and then over several days additional details emerged until it was completed. The only name that actually came from the Dream was that of the fallen Goddess, Melea... the rest take their names from the pantheon of Biblical names.

One might suppose this is just another piece of fiction. If so then  why did it wake me up and insist on being written down?

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The Fall of Melea

In the Beginning there were the Gods. Gods now long forgotten. Male and Female they were. Female and Male they created, they begat, and then they were gone. Gone on into the spaces between. Gone on to new planes... new folds... new dimensions following the Calling of the Gods which created Them. Wherever they traveled Chaos whirled and swirled and settled. Discontinuous functions became continuous, the theoretical became practical, and the unknowably infinite became the knowable finite.

Such was the nature of the Gods. For they loved to create for they loved one another. As they passed through their unknowable spaces, they paused and begat a valentine of their love for one another: Melea. Melea the Beautiful, Melea the Fair, Melea the Virgin Child. They saw Her as Good and Very Good. The Gods gave unto Melea a world and they peopled it and sowed it with the bounty of their love for Her and for one another. When Melea came of an age to understand, the Gods who were Her Mother and Father gave this world into her keeping. They gave her this world to cultivate and to protect.

Her Mother told Her, "Melea, Beloved Child, these are thy people. Man is the fruit of thy thoughts and Woman is the fruit of the stirrings of Thy Heart. They are made in Thine own image and likeness, therefore protect them and love them."

Her Father said, "Melea, Thou art the Goddess of these Thy People. Teach them the Ways of the Gods and the Ways of the World. Nurture their desire for wisdom and caring. Fare Thee well for We must go now. We are Called. Bless you and Thy Children."

And the Elder Gods were gone. Gone on to new planes... new folds... new dimensions following the calling of the Gods which created Them.

And so it came to pass that Melea did as She was instructed and Her world blossomed under Her tender care. Woman and Man were fruitful and grew in the Image and Likeness of Melea's Thoughts and Feelings. These Children of Melea built a civilization based upon Love for one another and respect for the World of the Goddess.

They built cities and towns and factories even as they built gardens and forests and preserves. They loved themselves, their world, and Melea their Goddess. They were growing wise but still they were innocent for they knew not evil.

It came to pass that in the Season when Melea's Children first reached into the Heavens born upon wings of fire that Evil did first come into Her World. For in that time and season did Melea's evil brothers, Molekh and Mardu Elkanah, did come down. And the first shadows of Darkness became known.

On that day did Melea come to sit in the garden of the Great temple built by the Children of Melea. As she sat in the shade of the Apple Tree served by the Micah, King of the Messengers and Javar the Wizard King  then did Molekh called "the Light Bringer" and Mardu called "Elkanah" come into Her sacred place and seized Her.

Melea cried, "Why do you treat me thus? This world was given unto me by our Mother and Father! What of thine own worlds and precincts? Micah, Javar! Defend me!"

Javar and Micah came to the aid of their goddess. As Javar wielded the great sword of Judgment, called "Truth," Molekh struck him down by a wave of his hand. Micah who had just drawn the sword of Power, called "Wisdom," hesitated.

Mardu spoke unto Micah, "Raise thy sword and die, or lay it down and live."

Micah loved Melea but Micah was afraid unto death. Weeping, He knelt and offered the hilt of the sword unto Mardu. Mardu took from Micah the Sword called "Wisdom."

Molekh bound Melea by hand and neck. The Brother Gods led her into the Sacred Temple and bound her across the altar stone. Only then did Mardu speak unto her in reply, " Our worlds are not but dust. The bastard called 'father' and the whore who was our mother gave us not but the salt of bitterness and they gave thee this gem. We have come to take it from thee... and to take thee from it."

Mardu called upon Micah who had followed the Gods into the temple, "Micah, I have given unto you your life and Molekh has given unto Javar his death. If you would not bring further grief upon your head remove the gown from this chattel for it displeases us to see her wear it! Hesitate at your peril!"

Micah stepped forward and ripped the holy gown from Melea. The gown of Her Godhood. He stepped away turning his eyes from her and fled from the temple. Melea struggled with her bonds but try as she might She could not free Herself. She lay bare and bound as if she were a mere mortal woman.

"Here my word," spoke Mardu, "for I would tell thee sister the fate of this place that once was your world. I shall rule the Heavens and Our Brother shall rule the Earth. I shall rule Men's souls and Our Brother shall rule Men's bodies. Between us, we shall divide thee and the fruit of thy womb."

It shall not be said how they defiled She who was once the Great and Good Goddess of this World. It shall not be explained how they came to know her and how She came to know and love the evil within the Hearts of Her Brothers. Nor can it be explained how that evil devoured Her Goodness and how She became as a Lustful animal and Knew not her Goodness. It came to pass that as those who were Her brothers defiled her that the world did fall into Darkness and the technology of Her Children availed them not. Madness, Rage, Lust raged among the Lands as wolves among sheep.

In the Darkness and ruin did the people come unto Her Temple and cried out unto Her for Salvation from the Darkness and ruin. But She who had once been the Good Goddess knew her children not for she had become a creature of her brothers. She Knew only the seeds of evil her brothers had planted within her heart.

She laughed at her people as she slew them. She gave evil unto the pious and evermore grief to the forlorn. The People knew not of the Evil brothers for they had remained hidden from the people. So the people only knew the evil of Melea as she traveled through the world destroying the cities and towns and forests.

Until a champion stepped forward to challenge her. It was Javar, the Wizard King, who had survived the blow of Molekh. Javar called upon the High Gods and brought a curse down upon the head of Melea saying, "Oh Cursed, Defiled One, She who is now known as The Goddess of Death and Destruction: May you know only the mortal pain you have given unto us. May you be cursed to live again and again knowing only pain and failure until you are purged of your sins and one righteous man lifts you from darkness and loves you wholly!" And Javar's Blade of Judgment pierced Melea's breast and she fell down dying.

Again Javar spoke, "I would tell you an awful tale my people. I would tell you of the great evils which have come upon our world. I would tell you..."

Secretly Mardu struck down Javar before Javar could reveal the coming of the brothers and how it had been they who had destroyed the goodness of Melea. Such a revelation would have ruined the fun of the game Mardu and Molekh had planned for Melea's World.

Molekh stepped from the shadows and by his magic smote the body and soul of Melea into three pieces and carried them into the wilderness. Far from one another he left her now separate selves. "No man shall ever love thee wholly!" declared the God who once was her brother.

And so Melea fell down from her Godhood and was forced to wander in the lands she had destroyed. Her separate selves were taken as slaves in the petty kingdoms of the Barbarians and Villains who had become kings over the face of the world. She was beaten and raped. She gave birth to many children, grew old, died and was buried in a cess pit. And so it was she lived her life for six thousand years.

And her name became a curse among men and never did any man love her. In her heart she did feel remorse but there was no release for her nor for her people.

And Mardu ruled the Heavens and the Souls of Men. And Molekh did rule the Earth and the Bodies of Men. When one of the three selves of Melea would die in the worlds of men then He would bring her to his hall and force her to provide entertainment to he and his dark brother. And when they tired of her, they would send her once more into the world of men.      

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