Remythologizing the Myths: Genesis

Chapter Three
Moving Out
Inspired by Genesis 3
They didn't speak of it. And so night fell.

Never before had the dark made the woman feel nervous. The man, too, was ill at ease even as he dozed. They both knew something was far wrong. And even though they knew exactly what was far wrong, they refused to name it, even to themselves.

Then, just as the moon and the Milky Way came on the job to light the night, they both heard it. A loud crack, as though someone ... or something ... had pounced on a dry branch. What in the world? They bolted awake in real fear, now. The newness of the world was a little more daunting than it had been when they lay secure in the arms of their Ama.

The next footsteps they heard were soft, but discernible. Not liking or wanting any surprises, they peeked out from under their evergreen umbrella. They wondered if God had come looking for them, and they were afraid to show themselves.