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Aknu

From the flood we emerged,
formed from the shiniest pearls
of the deepest oysters...
In the ancient void, when the world
was only sea and earth,
without any inkling of civilization
yet to be in place,
oysters existed beneath the waves, 
which moved only due to Her breath.
The Goddess scooped up a single oyster 
of the sea with Her 
mighty paw, and a single toe 
stroked the oyster's shell so
comfortingly that it purred
and opened for Her 
Majesty. Within this oyster,
as all oysters these days, lay a little pearl.
And yet this pearl, unlike the ones
you know, of ivory, no...
This pearl was shinier 
than the others, 
and a beautiful pale blue hue
rested gently upon the tiny sphere.
The oyster's happiness
of the Goddess' tenderness
changed the color.
She leaned Her head in close,
whispering soft, sacred words
almost forgotten.
The pearl leapt out of its home
in such joy and snuggled against
Her face, nuzzling Her
like a child to its mother.
The Goddess closed one paw
over the other to provide
a new oyster-like
home for it. 
After several moments, She slowly pulled
Her paws apart and within the pearl
had taken on a larger, distorted form.
But the Goddess had not meant for distortion 
as She did a transformation.
For it was no longer spherical,
instead a small creature.
The Aknu were born
from this single pearl,
made beautiful from 
the simplest element beneath
the sea.

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