Genesis

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Hidden in rich high thicker Eve being possessed by fear was unconsciously concentrated in watching what was happening. Soon the predator that was chasing her arrived. She was afraid that if to start running there will be no fair chance to escape. And so all what was left was to hope for winning the game of seek-and-hide when you cannot win the long-track races.
Suddenly predator stopped and bent down like getting ready for the jump. Its yellow eyes were watching somewhere upward concentrating on certain point in front. Eve looked in direction of big long-claw-equipped orange cat's gaze. And she saw... herself. More correctly it was her exact reflection, the same she saw in mirror. That was girl having the same features of face, complexion of figure and dresses in similar clothes.
Eve felt her temples pulsating and it seemed like being on the verge of losing consciousness. Her pupils widened and eyebrows moved down. The reflection froze standing straight and immovably in that moment, against the animal, watching it in the eye. Hardness and confidence were felt about her figure now. Predator jumped rushing forward and shortening distance made one decisive jerk directing its sharp claws to its victim. She fell under weight of animal and the hunter released its claws into her body getting its fangs ready.
For some instant all was frozen and it could seem that predator lost interest for the aim hit, for a while being taken by some strange surprise and the instinct of the kill itself refused to function inside its mind. And then she heard deaf sound and loud roar of animal. Suddenly predator was thrown away for dozen steps being strongly hit from down. It was like undiscovered power shook it out like some little cub. But she saw that all it was it was blow of fist into its breast.
It took all of the animal's strength to lift up and to stand on all its four legs and predator now was not able to run or to attack being almost paralyzed in state of sudden shock and uncertain consciousness. In that instant the reflecting vision which was as her in her looks was frozen again against the animal. But it was not for long. Rushing its corps forward, making movements alike to these of pro one hundred meter sprinter when in race, she shortened the distance between them. Appearing near predator standing now aside of its body she lifted herself up to the air in jump turning her corps for hundred and eighty degree in rotation.
She landed behind animal's head embracing its head with her hands and animal was not able to react with anything. Dry crack was heard then. In one certain motion she turned neck of the animal down with power enough to make blood run from the cut now visible in between head and rest of the body. And blood splashed on her face.
Animal paws weakened finally refusing to support its body and all of its weight crushed down to earth rising little cloud of dust. Instant later Prima raised herself up and directed to spot where Eve was hiding in thicker. Blood was on her face and her clothes were ripped a little higher beltline with three parallel scratches. When girl understood that she was walking to her, she moved a little back, but soon took a step forward and revealed herself from her illusionary hideout. She suddenly felt trust about her.
They were standing against each other for awhile and then Prima embraced Eve and spelled in calmest way.
'It's going to be fine.' And then she added. 'Let's go home.'
She knew this should relax Eve and she knew that now relaxation was what girl needed. They were walking slowly. In the most unexpected way death race turned into what could seem to be something like quite pleasant walk outdoors. But of course Eve was not able to get rid of shock she suffered so soon and so easily. When they went aside fallen predator whose body was spread on orange sand Eve was looking at it with a little worry. But it did not raise and it did not roar and it did not prepare its claws to attack. It was not danger anymore.
The sand tiger or Tigris Arenosum in difference with other representatives of local Panthera clan had its big body mass, length of fangs and also its habit to live near deserts. That was exactly one unit of fauna and flora for which wildlife some area of sand deserts was kept.
They directed themselves home to the white underground. After this unexpected encounter with predator Eve kept being afraid of going out alone. So that was why, no matter how irrational that seemed to spend time in this manner, Prima was making little journeys with her across the planet every day at morning and in time of sunset.
At morning they were welcoming the dawn together and at evening were telling goodbye to the sun which softly moved down behind the horizon. And when they were back Eve was looking up to the starlit sky in the world where the dark was more and the light was less and far away little torches tried to break through the emptiness of abyss with their shining. And for some instant she felt herself lost like the ground went away off her feet and she happened to be thrown in outer space filled with blank silence.
And when they kept walking by the paths of flourishing world they were looking like two twin sisters having summer walk, going slowly, talking their own themes. But true was actually that Eve was talking much more and it was Prima who was merely keeping the talk going with her supplementary questions or just answering in monosyllable to the questions of her companion. They were both caring about each other, each one in her way. Eve was soon to feel some sort of linkage to her friend. Eve just considered that she was perfect. And probably she was right.
On her turn Prima, when regarding the girl who reflected her looks but who possessed so much different understanding of the world, was more and more considering her decision to be right. That was because of that irrational approach to everything Eve had which was so transcendent to her. And that was the decision which could have two outcomes. That is just because all in this kind of universe in its final stage, all the diversity of meanings and opportunities of result turns to be simplest binary combination able to fit in such tiny volume of information as the bit. Life or death. Light or dark. Yes or no. One or zero.
She was watching how much differently Eve, who was created in the image and likeness of hers, was responding to the reality around and how much differently she was perceiving every bit of information coming from the eternity of world, reflecting in impulse of thin vibration of feelings just touching the matrix of her perception. And she knew that this is amazing despite all the unbelievable abilities of her reason were not enough to know how it happens and how it is possible and just to feel it.
Once they were at visit on one of the northern stations and in time of sunrise they stood on the edge of the white plane and girl saw the snow falling for the first time. Prima, who was able to her usual habit of looking to the rising sun of dawn for long time, moved her gaze aside turning face to Eve. In features of the girl thin sparkles of senses reflected. She moved her face up slowly to the sky, closing her eyes, and stretched her hand forward turning palm up.
She was fragile and vulnerable like the leaf hanging on the branch of flourishing tree and now absorbing inside the light of spring sun but which when the fall comes will break down under stream of cold wind. And also she was like the mighty sage who understood something great and to whom the universe in its revelation opened the highest truth hidden for the others. Like she could know something unknown, like the miracle of her sensitivity was able to reach and to turn the sacred mystery into simple and understandable.
And if the chosen unit of the society who descended from the sky was able to do this, then possibly she was indeed so much perfect as the first of the women who born on this planet considered. Even when the rounded orange zero of this previously deserted world's sphere outline turned into sign of life and when loosing the gift to know the will of the Creators she did not stop and continued her way. Nothing is eternal and any way will stop in the dark of the time. But it is this traveler is most beautiful who intends to walk forever.
When the contact with Creators was lost she did not lose all of her knowledge about them. She knew that if that whose voice was the most familiar to her would be forced to choose she would most probably act in this way, creating the first human being here in image of woman. And so there were nothing more logical than creating her in the image and likeness of hers, just ejecting her beautiful DNA under her skin. Her almost perfect DNA, the code in which the music of opus twenty six was singing and the music of the entire universe.
Then others will arrive and the same way as the first of the mankind on this world, they will come out of the transparent columns in white underground where they supposed to live. And the Society will care and watch for them. That will be little settlement, because the other way it will be harder to keep balance of biomass to technomass inside comfortable range. They will arrive in quantity equal to this of the Society. They will be needed because without them it will be not possible to balance rationality which has tendency to knowing the laws of math, but which does not know why to live.
That was because everyone of the Society including their perfect leader had their psi-level on the mark of zero. First of the firsts which was defined by her name was the perfection of her kind. She was perfection of scientific thought on the edge where genetics and cybernetics merged. She was the most perfect bionic robot ever created by the humans in all the time when philosophers and scientists ever existed. And all others of society's group were the creatures of the same kind.
She did it because once those who created her did it. And she continued this eternal line coming from the depth of the ages moving the day when the dark finally wins for one more instant of the forever.
That is because if we do not leave something beautiful after us we will not leave more than emptiness. Our hearts will stop to beat, blood will turn to dust and the wind will blow it away. All the names will get erased of the memory, and all what will be left will be a little of love. And if there will be no this than there will be nothing. And the abyss will cover the traces of our lives.
She was standing at break of the cliff growing flower through the rock watching the leaves of trees turning toward the rising sun. Warm and light of morning dawn were feeding her entering to her energy system. Hour or two she was standing alone, immovably. And then the other girl, not less beautiful and so similar in this to her, appeared near. She came and touched her shoulder lightly. They looked at each other and continued to contemplate together. New day was coming to new world.


The End