The Tale of The Ambers

Naming

"I stood up and continued my walk, pondering the truth of my solitary existence...

I wondered and toyed around with an infinite amount of thoughts. I then came upon another massive tree, similar to the one I had first seen when I emerged, and saw a stone that looked like me, and in the river bank, I saw many small oval shaped, glistening orange stones like me, and they were... what was I? I realized that in fact I had no title for myself, that I was me or I, I questioned what to call myself. I got so frustrated that in rage, I picked up two rocks on the riverbanks shore and smashed them together, again and again and again. Then I saw them, the sparks that came out of the rocks. I had seen once before burned areas, by drought or lightning and saw it, the stones in the like which were like my own were similar to the sparks. I then used some kindling I had found nearby the tree and then in time I had a small fire. It was warm, and safe, I knew I didn't need it, but it was still nice to have around. I noticed small pieces of charred material flying into the air, burning for a few seconds and dying out. I came up with a word for these, embers.

I looked and saw how they came out of the main source, the fire, and watched them drift off in all directions. It reminded me of me, drifting away from the main body of sap where I came to be and wandering off, admittedly awkwardly, so I decided on the name Amber. Like an ember, but not exactly. Like an ember, but shall live a long life and not flare out in a few seconds. I rose to my feet and went on my way.