Unsatisfied Sun

The sun was jealous of the sky’s gorgeous velvety ebony base. She decided being sunny was something she could not face. Could I please be black tomorrow? She asked the gods on high. They argued at first, she had to be yellow in every day’s sky. Goddesses caught wind of the sun’s idea, decided to intervene. They told their gods that women like to be changed and seen. They do not always want to wear the same color every day. They harassed the gods, turned their backs and walked away. Goddesses went on strike, refusing to comfort, console or cook. Gods got angry, and sent thunder and lightning; the universe shook. The sun turned black and felt decadent and daring, delightful too. The next day, of course, the sun was ready to become sky blue.