GREISON

There was a young god who in the privacy of darkness claimed he loved an angel. The angel, a beast of mercury and crystal, foolishly believed this, not knowing Love from any other word, and was wooed by the lavish language. The god never intended to deceive, but rather hoped he could learn to believe his lies. Soon the angel revealed to the Council what the god had promised, hoping that the illumination would be met with unanimous delight. The god, frightened of what this would mean for him, turned on the angel, openly ridiculing the simple creature. Others joined in. This lead to a series of events wherein this angel was blamed for wrongdoings perpetrated by cowards seated too high on their pedestals to be punished, when there was a weaker scapegoat to make use of. The angel eventually accepted their role. Supposed source of all evil. An uprising took place and though the angel left the silver city to be torn apart by time and other concepts previously foreign, it didn’t forget the suns in the god’s eyes even as its own blackened to deep amber from once-blue.