By Lisa Suhay
In the centre of the most beautiful garden in the world stood the Tree of Wisdom. From this great tree, there grew many branches and leaves. It spread its roots throughout the land. The tree was a place of comfort. Creatures would often come to it and sit in its shade and feel its great truths.
For many years, there was harmony. Then, one day, a shade from one long branch decided that it was not happy.
The shade did not wish to give comfort or shelter.
“Fools,” cried the shade as it spread beneath the tree. “I know more than any of them. I am not made to serve. I should rule over everything.”
And so it was that in pride and hatred the shade tugged and pulled and stretched itself until at last it was able to break its attachment to the great tree.
It became the first shadow.
Instead of using its power to give shade, it created a cold darkness that blinded all those it touched to the truth.
Instead of using its voice to impart great truths to those around it, The Shadow whispered only lies.
The Shadow crept away from the Tree of Wisdom and drifted far into a barren place where it crawled into a hole in the sand. It sank deep into the earth.
The Shadow grew and plotted. It would wait beneath the surface until a sad or doubting creature came near. Then The Shadow would rise up and overtake the unsuspecting creature and blind it to truth and bend it to its will.
Over many years and many miles the shadow created an underground army. Then the army of The Shadow began to strike without warning bringing fear, sadness and hate to innocent creatures.
“You cannot fight. I will win,” it lied.
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