Daughter Of The Cosmos

Daughter Of Me Cosmos

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Dana Littlejohn

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Published by Dana Littlejohn, 2022.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

DAUGHTER OF THE COSMOS

First edition. March 1, 2022. Copyright © 2022 Dana Littlejohn. ISBN: 979-8201315016

Written by Dana Littlejohn.

Daughters of the Cosmos

By Dana Littlejohn

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Blurb:

Takasa, Goddess of the Sun, left her mountain home consumed with bitterness caused by her long-endured loneliness. The elders in her tribe fed her a potion to put her to sleep for a thousand years to wait for the one who would be able to save them from her wrath. Would his power be enough to help them?

Luneria, the Goddess of the Moon, saw that Rubani, the God of War, was in need of advice. She offered her assistance and watched out for him during his campaign. Rubani was charmed by her wisdom, knowledge and beauty. He wanted her to be his wife, but had no idea if Luneria would leave the sky to live with him among the people.

Was there a way for the goddesses to have their happiness without losing their positions?

Prologue

In Hebra, Egypt, the tribe of Takasa, Goddess of the Sun, lived in harmony with their ruler and the land. The people called themselves Takasians in homage to the goddess. Takasa raised the sun daily, letting it shine on them without clouds to block its brightness and warmth. The goddess communed with her sister Luneria, Goddess of the Moon, to ensure the moon would rise to allow the Takasians to see by its radiant glow.

Takasa chose the tallest mountain in the land for her home. The villagers called it Goddess Peak. She descended each night to rest in a cave at its foot so the goddess of the moon could reign. The Takasians were grateful for their goddess’s efforts, and they feared her just as much as they loved her. The people were diligent to nurture their goddess’s sweet demeanor whenever she came among them. They knew her awesome abilities could plunge their world into everlasting gloom by taking away the sun’s light and heat, in a blink of an eye if she had a mind to do so. The people and their goddess lived in peace for many eons until one rare morning Takasa came down the mountain to visit her people.

Look! Look! The goddess has come down from the mountain to grace us with her presence. Praise Takasa, Goddess of the Sun! a singer yelled.

Send a messenger to the village for more dancers to help us entertain her, someone shouted.

As the goddess approached, the singers resumed.

What do you think you’re doing? the goddess asked, standing among them.

Her angry tone stopped the people in their tracks.

We...we are honoring your greatness by singing songs of praise, goddess, one of the singers replied.

We are exalting you for all the wonderful things you do for us, another said.

And you call that praise? Takasa yelled, walking among them. All that I do for you and that is all you can do for me?

The entertainers fell to their knees, quaking before her.

Forgive us, goddess! they cried. We only meant to please you!

Standing in front of a singer with a hand on her hip, Takasa pointed a finger at her like a chastising parent.

"I raise the sun every morning. I put it to sleep every night. I fill the clouds with the rain you need for your crops, and this is what you have for me? I tell you it is not enough!" Takasa ranted.

We did not mean to offend.

What must we do to honor you properly?

Tell us what we must do to please you and it will be done.

There is nothing you can do that can please me now. I am angry!

Takasa suddenly grew to the size of the mountain she called home, and her head changed into that of a lioness.

Now you will be punished for enraging me, the lion’s head said.

Takasa reached down and gobbled up the people closest to her. The Takasians scattered, screaming. Before they could get far, Takasa caught them one by one and ate them whole. The woman that went for the dancers watched the exchange between the goddess and her people from a distance in horror. She let out her own scream and then took off in a dead run to the village to warn the rest of the inhabitants.

Tempest! Tempest! the woman shouted running into the elder’s hut. The goddess is infuriated. She has given herself the head of a lion and is eating the people in the heat of her anger!

What? That is awful!

What can we do?

Come. We must go to see Oling. He will know what to do.

Tempest and the woman entered a joining room where an ancient-looking old man sat wrapped in a blanket staring into a fire pit. They sat across from him, and Tempest nudged the woman, encouraging her to speak. She bowed her head.

Oling, we have somehow angered our goddess. She is eating the people in her wrath. We seek your knowledge to make amends with her, the woman said, still trying to catch her breath. Tell us what we must do.

Oling let out a knowing grunt and nodded. It was written a long time ago that this day would come. Praise Dunia, Goddess of the Cosmos! I have lived long enough to help fulfill the prophecy, he said, lifting his hands.

The women looked at each other then back to Oling. 

"Prophecy? Tempest said with a raised brow.

Oling nodded. The prophecy states Takasa would raise the sun one morning but before the day was done, she would descend upon her people, fiercely angry, and consume them. The source of her fury does not come from her worshippers, but from within, he explained palming his chest. Loneliness eats at the peace in her heart. It is the cause of her rage. We may not have caused our goddess’s fury, but it is our duty to ease it.

Oling, how do we help her if she is eating her people? Tempest asked.

Yes, Elder. The goddess is extremely angry. Getting close to her would mean our death, the woman chimed in.

We must give Takasa her deepest desire,