Flash Fiction: Lonely Tears Upon the Sea of Nu

The solar barge drifted in darkness, and Iswei’s lonely tears fell into the still sea of Nu.

From rippled waters arose an unfurling lotus. From it, a boy.

“Cry no more. I am Nefertem. We are the beginning, and we are no longer alone.”

The children’s touch became dawn.

 

 

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