And Then She Fell by Alicia Elliott EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author:Alicia Elliott
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Te Lat Ext Ot of Alce
Yes, this is technically called “The Creation Story,” but it’s not the beginning, so
let’s get that little misconception out of the way right now. There never was a
beginning. There was a before, and before that was another before, and another
before before that. I know that’s probably confusing to a modern mind like
yours. Colonialism and so-called linear time have ruined us. We can’t even wrap
our heads around our own stories because we’ve been trained to think in good,
straight, Christian lines.
But the world doesn’t work like that. It never has.
Anyway, before before, this world was covered in water. A deep ocean that
held water creatures like pearls. An endless sky that bore witness to the
brilliance of the birds. Now, when I say “sky,” some outer space is included in
there, too. A lot of outer space, actually. Pretty much anything that can be seen
from earth counts as “sky”—but that’s not to be confused with Sky World, which
is even higher than the sky. It’s its own world with its own problems, as you’ll see
pretty clearly once we get into Sky Woman and her life.
Though when you really
stop and think about it, Sky World and its problems aren’t that different from
our world or our problems, so it might as well be just plain old “the World.”
Aaaand there I go, getting ahead of myself again. Sorry. Bad storyteller!
(Let me ask you a quick question: When I say that—“Bad storyteller!”—do you
imagine a white lady with a pursed butthole of a mouth wagging her finger in
your face, too? Maybe like a nun? “Bad storyteller!” Wag. “Bad Indian!” Wag
wag. “Bad woman bad human bad subhuman bad unreal unholy object bad
possession my possession his possession everyone’s possession but your own bad
bad bad bad badddd!” Wag wag wag wag wag. No? Just me? All right, I’ll
remember that for later. See? Not that bad a storyteller.)
So. Basically. The order of things went, from top down:
Sky World
Sky
Ocean
And at the very, very bottom of the ocean, the animals heard, there was
something called clay. They weren’t sure, mind you, but they most certainly
suspected. Heard from a friend’s sister’s boyfriend’s cousin, and they all but
confirmed it. The animals have always been a gossipy bunch.
No one had ever seen this “clay” or felt this “clay” or taken grainy, possibly
doctored photos of this “clay” to pass around and praise or debunk, however—so
most of the animals laughed the whole thing off. Everyone knew there was only
sea and sky. Sink or swim.
Or fly, I guess.
“Somebody’s hungry . . .”
I jump in my seat, nearly choking on a gasp. My hand automatically
flies to my chest, as if to hold in my thundering heart, and I whip around.
Steve stands there, Dawn wriggling uneasily in his arms.
“Oh. It’s you,” I say, exhaling with a little laugh.
“Didn’t mean to scare you.”
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