MUL The Great.

Mul, The Great and Fearsome Yet Small Water Spirit.

Mul looked at his numerous siblings. They sprawled along the vast uninhabited domain. It was just them as they were the elements waiting for the humans to arrive. In the mean while they danced, laughed and had fun, without Mul but they never invited him to play with them, he was all alone. Mul was the youngest sibling. Although he was clumsy he was not physically weak but emotionally. He had this horrible problem, a terrible misfortune it caused all indeed. It was his tendency to cry every time something did not go his way.  So his siblings grew tired of his sobs and stayed away from him rather than help him. This in turn just made things worse, for every time Mul saw them playing without him, the tears would start again. One day Mul decided that enough was enough! He was going to show his siblings that he deserved to play with them through a lesson that we could all use.

Mul stared at his sibling, and called out to them, "Brothers! Sisters! Spare me some of your time and I'll show you a good time if you play with me."

"Go away you miserable soul! Can't you see that we're having a good time here without you?" It was Mul's brother Zjarr that responded to Mul's call. He snickered " get lost! For once and for all!" the other siblings except one quiet sister joined in "yeah! Go away! We don't need you!" But Mul did not move one inch and though his bottom lip quivered he restrained the tears. He was going to stay still and show his siblings that he was not going to be pushed around. He was going to show them that he could hold in his tears, his supposed weakness if he wanted to.

"I have spent far too long, too long I say listening to your taunts brothers! Your words mean nothing to me anymore. You guys underestimate what I am capable of doing!"

A strong voice emerged amongst the crowd of siblings. "Oh Really?  What you able of doing? Tell me another joke brother. Don't you know that I have the gift of jokes and mockery? I am Zjarr did you forget, Zjarr as in I am the fire spirit. But tell me oh," he paused and uttered bellowing laughter, "Mul, what are you?"

"Don't ask me that," Mul said with bitterness in his voice for he knew that each of his siblings had a gift,  and each of them had a form other than their human form, their final form that they could transform into. Zjarr's final form was a pillar of fire, one brother was a configuration of wind and another was a shape shifting animal, but Mul thought that he had no final form. The siblings chucked, all but one, one quiet but not shy, outspoken Aguna. Finally she spoke.

"Siblings...  Please !" The crowd came to a hush. Aguna continued now that she had their attention. "Let's... settle down. Stop this, we're siblings, not enemies! This time...we've gone too far. Please.. Let's stop."

"Too far Aguna? Oh I'll show you and Mul too far!" and with that said Zjarr scorched the ground behind Mul into a gaping hole and filled it with liquid fire. "Come here Mul! I said I'd show you too far, and get ready because here it comes!" Zjarr nodded at his brother Von the wind spirit. Picking up on his cue, Von blew a powerful gust of wind sweeping Mul off his feet and into the deep hole . Mul fell. He fell and tumbled down but not intro his doom.  Just before he was about to be caught into the fire, he found a groove to hold on to.

"There! We did Von, we got rid of Mul!" Zjarr exclaimed. " I can now rest in peace since he won't be crying those dreadful tears! I mean come on, that little bit of water would scare any fire spirit. I'm glad we got rid of the only person in the world who could make water appear other than Mother." Zjarr was happy; no longer could his life be threatened, although it was never threaten. Deluded by the possibility of his younger weaker brother, one day overcoming him, he sought out to kill Mul. " Come brothers and sisters! Today is a good day! Let's go be merry, have fun and you know.. do everything we were doing before the existence of Mul !" And so they went, off to have fun and do everything they had done before Mul existed , which ironically was the same thing they had been doing every day, as they treated Mul  like he did not exist. Curiously Aguna stayed back at the hole, just to make sure of a hunch she had. "You coming Aguna?"

"I'm fine over here, enjoying the view."

"Suite yourself." Zjarr said with a smirk as he swaggered away, jumping in the air clicking his heels.

Aguna peered down the hole. Much to her surprise she saw Mul. "Mul!" She whispered. "You're alive." Tears started to form at Mul's eyes but they were instantly dried up by the heat. "Can  ... You help me?"  Mul pleaded.

Dismayed Aguna said "I'm sorry. I would love to , you know I would but you're too deep and there's nothing I could use to help you! Plus the heat is overwhelming!" This brought sadness to Mul, and he cried dry tears, but then he got a brilliant idea, he needed to start climbing up the huge hole, and so he did. Step by step he tried, and soon it became dark, light again, and dark, as the days passed, but Aguna did move and watched the whole way.

 "I'm too weak Aguna! I'm too clumsy too! Every time I try I just fall back several to where I started. It makes no sense for me to try!"

 "Well Mul, you know , sometimes you just got to pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start all over again when you hit rock bottom. I know you can do it Mul never stop trying!" Mul closed his eyes and with new found energy he remembered what his brother said, that he was only person in the world who could make water appear other than Mother.  That's it he thought! That's it. All this time, he thought crying was his weakness when really it was his strength. So Mul put all his energy in to making tears, one by one they dried up but he kept trying until a cloud of mist surrounded him. Mul then focused hard on the tears until finally, using the heat from the fire he became a big cloud. With that Mul realized that he was the water spirit. Puffing himself up and out of the hole he exclaimed with joy "I did it Aguna! I got out and found my finally form and all this time I thought I had no talent!" Aguna rejoiced! "Because you have done so well and managed to pick yourself up, let it be known to all people that when you cry, or when you're sad, I will always be there to cheer you, right beside you."

And so, this story remains true, for every time there is rain, Aguna appears in the form an arch of colours refracting the suns light as a rainbow. This shows all that sometimes it's alright to cry, but when you do, you need to pick yourself up and make the best of your situation whether or not others can help you. Sometimes things may not go our way, and there will be Zjarr's in our life, who take the liberty of eliminating problems that never were, and creating new ones in the process, but we must keep calm and carry on and like a cloud rise above all who underestimate us.