A.2: A Unique Tear
Not everything is joyful. However, something that is sad can be turned, into joy.
One of God's angels felt sad. This angel had long, golden hair and bright yellow eyes. His robes were made of white light and over his entire body, a white light glowed.
Everything around him was dark. There was nothing around him but black. He was the only light in that space.
The angel opened his hands and placed his palms up and in front of his chest. He began to pray. As he prayed, he felt the sadness all around him, coming from the darkness. He began to understand that it was an uncomfortable feeling.
As he prayed, he grew and grew. He grew bigger with each prayer, almost into the size of a giant, but the angel was so focused on his prayers, that he never noticed how much he had grown. The angel had closed his eyes from the beginning, when he said his first word out loud, Elohim. In the middle of his prayers, the angel cried a unique tear of fire.
This tear floated in front of his chest and in between the dark space of his open hands.
The fire drop grew as he prayed. The drop transformed into a huge sphere. It was so largue, that the angel felt a warmth coming out of this once, tiny tear. This warmth comforted him and his sadness shifted into calmness. This peace allowed the angel to smile. When he opened his eyes he realized that he was no longer the only thing with light. Now, in this dark space, another light had appeared in front of him. Stepping back a slight distance, he looked at this giant ball of fire and named it the Sun.
The End
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