This is a sci-fi short story I've written. It is my first attempt at a short story and first attempt at sci-fi. I hope you will read it and let me know what you think.
Jim
The Draneg of Need
Aah woke with a start as she always seemed to do lately. With a sudden intake of breath her red and white marbled-colored eyes snapped opened. Her pearl-colored skin almost iridescent felt cold. Her forehead beaded with blue perspiration, she lay quiet for moment gradually taking in her surroundings. She had been dreaming again. It was always the same dream; the one where she and her mate Om were running for their lives. Running from what? – She didn’t know. The dream never revealed that part. But never-the-less the dream struck Aah with a terror that reached to the very depth of her soul. That is, assuming she had a soul.
Aah and Om, are the inhabitants of the planet Eris, the largest of what are referred to as dwarf planets. Located in the Kuiper-belt, Eris is much like Pluto, but slightly less reddish-yellow. Eris has two moons, and it is visible in the constellation Cetus. It is about nine billion miles away from the sun. On a highly elliptical 560-years orbit, Eris at times sweeps in as close to the sun as four and a half billion miles away.
But Aah and Om in fact know very little about their world. They know even less about themselves. They have no recorded history. They are members of a society known as The Common , and live in a region of Eris known as
The Draneg of Need. They are a peaceful race of highly developed humanoid figures; highly developed in the sense that they are aware that everything is energy, including their thoughts. And by their thoughts everything is created. Whatever one thinks, one manifests. They are able to control their environment and to create whatever surroundings they wish. They have created a Utopian world but one that comes with a great price; that price being – they must never question what lies beyond their region, and are forbidden to travel outside
The Draneg of Need. They are not even allowed to ponder whether they are alone on Eris or if inhabited worlds exist in other places in the galaxy. This one unbreakable rule was created for their own good, they have been told. And no one would ever dare go against the demands of the
Council of Good and Evil. It is this
Council of Good and Evil that makes the rules and enforces severe punishment to anyone who disobeys.
It is made up of Arogons or “Gods” who rule over
The Draneg of Need. The society of the Common believe in the duality of all things. There can be no beauty without ugliness, no right without wrong, short without tall, good without evil, therefore the Council of Good and Evil must be balanced in accordance with the universal laws.
The Council is made up of twelve Arogons – six good, six evil.
Aah got up from her bed pod and went into the sani-room to wash her face. The cold water felt good against her skin. She toweled her face as she looked at her reflection in the looking-back. It was early and she knew Om would already be deeply engrossed in his textology. In a world where one can manifest anything simply by thinking it, and be, have or do anything they want, Om chose textology as a vocation.
Om loved being a textologist and would wake before dawn each morning, prepare himself a breakfast of toast and jam and a pot of hot jomogo and settle himself in his textology room to work on his latest k-nook. He wrote science fiction about worlds unimaginable. Worlds with strange characters who lived in cities, farms, small towns and villages, and they sometimes lived in strange dwellings where often many different families would live in the same building. They labored every day at something called occupations, a very strange world Om had made up. They were paid wages for providing many kinds of services. They went to something called schools where they learned about their species’ origins in something called history class. The most far-fetched ideas of Om’s textology was the fact that his characters had no control over most events in their daily lives, and even though his characters were considered intelligent, they used only a very small portion of their brains which left them only slightly more intelligent than the creatures they kept as what they called pets. And in some cases, they weren’t as smart as their pets. This often brought a touch of humor to Om’s k-nooks.
Even though Om’s k-nooks were science fiction and totally the result of his vivid imagination as a textologist, he on more than one occasion, found himself called before the Arogons of the Council of Good and Evil to answer questions as to where he got his ideas. All he could say was his ideas came from the deepest recesses of his mind as a textologist of fiction. But Om knew he had to be careful. Even he had to wonder at times where his ideas came from. And frankly…the possibility frightened him.
Om looked up from his texting to find Aah standing in the doorway.
“Good morning.” He said, smiling at her. “Did you sleep well?”
“Not really.” Aah replied.
“Not the dream again?” asked Om.
“Yes, I’m afraid so.”
“You really should see a doctor. Perhaps he can prescribe something to help you sleep.”
“No, that’s not what I need Om. I need to find out what this recurring dream means. I have to know.”
Aah was starting to get upset, her voice rising in fear. “Please, won’t you help me? You are the only one who can. You are the only one I trust.” She said.
Aah was now starting to cry and Om took her in his arms.
“I’m not sure what I can do.” He replied. “What is it you want me to do?”
Aah looked into Om’s green and white marbled eyes and said. “I want you to go to the
Council of Good and Evil. You’ve been before them many times. They know you well. Surely they can tell you what my dream means.”
“You can’t be serious!” Om said. “You really expect me to go to the Council and simply ask them to divulge to me, the meaning of my mate’s dream? Aah I can’t do it! First of all, they wouldn’t tell me, and secondly, suppose your dreams are not meant to be understood. What if…..and bear with me for just a moment, but what if your dreams are of a “forbidden nature”? You know as well as I do what would happen if anyone challenged the Arogons to reveal any knowledge that is forbidden.”
“Do I?” Aah said defiantly. “Does anyone really know what the Arogons would do if questioned about forbidden knowledge? No, no one does because no one had ever tried it!”
“Aah, you must stop this! We shouldn’t even be having this conversation! The Arogons have ways of knowing everything about everyone. Now please, no more of this blasphemous talk! I beg of you to forget about this.”
Om took her in his arms again. “Aah I love you.” He said.
“And I you.” Aah replied.
Om went about his business of textology for the remainder of the morning. Aah completed some menial tasks around the house before tending to her walk-in terrarium around mid-day. Aah loved spending time with her plants. The inside of the terrarium literally glowed with the vibrant colors of Ashalods, Cryonics, Tentaquariums, and hundreds more beautiful flowers and plants. The aroma inside the terrarium was intoxicating. It was such a pleasure to be inside the terrarium that there were days when Aah would spend the entire afternoon absorbed in caring for her plants.
This particular day however, Aah could not get the conversation she had with Om that morning out of her head. Perhaps Om was right. Perhaps she should just let it go. It was in fact just a dream. Or was it? Did it really have some hidden meaning? Or was she just being silly? And why on Eris would she ever think of trying to convince Om to go to the Arogons for help? What would ever possess her to think the Arogons would bother with something so trivial as her dreams?
As Aah was trimming the thorns from a Cataberry plant, a knock at the entrance to the terrarium startled her. There was an elderly gentleman standing in the doorway.
“Excuse me for the intrusion.” The man said. “I wonder if I might trouble you for some directions. You see I am a traveler and have wandered off my course.”
Aah immediately thought this was an odd statement as anyone living in
The Draneg of Need would not be lost, and as everyone knows “traveling” outside the region is forbidden.
“What do you mean you’ve wandered off course?” Aah asked. “Where are you from and where are you going?”
The man removed his five-cornered hat; “My name is Sha…Burton Sha” he said. “As I say I’m…
“Burton Sha!” Aah interrupted him. “How odd you would have two names. I’ve never heard of such a thing. Where did you say you’re from?”
The man smiled. “I didn’t.” he said. “But…”
Aah interrupted him again. “What is it you do?” She asked.
“I’m not sure I understand the question madam.”
“You said you are a traveler. What does that mean? Where do you travel? Why are you traveling? Aah persisted?
“Such inquisitry.” The man said. “If I may be truthful…” he added.
“Please do Burton Sha.” Aah said.
“You see,” he began “I am a traveler and I’ve come to help you.”
“Help me?” Aah interjected. “I’m sorry…go on.”
“I know about…” he cleared he throat… “I know about your problem.” He said.
“Your…dreams.”
Aah dropped the pruning shears she had been holding all this time.
“How could you?” She asked, incredulously. “I’ll ask you again sir, who are you!”
Burton Sha raised his hand in an effort to calm Aah. “I assure you,” he said. “I mean you no harm. As I say, I’m here to help you.”
“Now if you would be so kind as to offer me some cyrillian tea, we shall begin.” Burton Sha said.
Aah didn’t know quite what to say, but she took Burton Sha’s hat, led him out of the terrarium and into the main house where she began preparing the tea.
Aah found herself sitting on the white contoured recliner in the den of her home, in a completely relaxed state of being. Burton Sha sat across from her in the black and white striped zoopa leathered chair, sipping his tea, his legs crossed in a comfortable position. Aah was not in what she felt was a hypnotic state, but she did feel as though she was so relaxed that she wouldn’t be able to lift her arm if she wanted to.
Burton Sha was speaking in a low soothing tone. “Now Aah,” he said, “I am offering you the opportunity to discover the meaning of your dreams and to learn more than you could ever conceive. As I told you I’m here to help you, but in order to do so, you must trust me. You do trust me don’t you?”
She had no reason to trust this stranger, and yet she heard herself saying “Yes, I trust you.”
Aah had lost track of time, of how long Burton Sha had been in her house. It seemed like only a few minutes ago that he arrived, but she knew she’d had time to make tea and now she and Burton Sha were sitting in her den talking as though they’d been friends forever.
“What if I told you that your dream is a portent of things to come?” Burton Sha asked, setting his cup of tea on the acrylic side table and clasping his hands together. “And…” he continued, “they are a vision of that which has already come to pass.”
Aah didn’t say anything for a moment, contemplating what Burton Sha had just said.
“If you had a choice to know everything or forever being kept in the dark, which would you choose?” he asked.
“I would of course choose to know everything.” Aah answered. “What did you mean when you said my dreams are about what’s to come and what has already happened?” She asked.
Burton Sha simply smiled.
“All your questions will be answered in due time Aah. May I call you Aah?”
“Yes of course.” Aah replied.
“Now,” Burton Sha began, “Tell me everything you can about your dreams. Leave nothing out. First of all tell me how long you’ve been having these dreams.”
“I’m not sure how long I’ve been having them.” Aah said. “I suppose it’s been about a cycle of the moons, perhaps a little longer.”
“It’s always the same scene. Om and I are out for a pleasant evening stroll when the sky becomes dark and heavy grey cumulus rolls in. Each of us try to revert the conditions back to the wonderful way it was only moments before, but we are unable to do so. I know that sounds hard to believe, but we seem to have no control over the atmosphere.”
Aah paused in her narrations, visualizing the event in her mind’s eye.
“Go on.” Said Burton Sha.
“The next thing that happens is Om grabs the sides of his head and he appears to be in excruciation pain. He falls to his knees in agony and there is nothing I can do to help him. He is shouting “Make it Stop!” repeating that over and over.”
“But you are not experiencing any symptoms?” Burton Sha asked.
“No, nothing other than fear.” said Aah. “I am screaming and crying and when Om is finally able to stand again we begin running. I don’t know why. I don’t know what we are running from, or to where we are running. We just know that we have to get away from there.”
Burton Sha smiled and asked. “Where do you run? I mean, you can’t very well escape the atmospheric surroundings can you?”
Aah lowered her eyes as if she were ashamed by her answer. “No, I suppose not.” She said. “But fear makes you do things that aren’t always rational.”
“I’m going to ask you something Aah, and I want you to be perfectly honest with me.”
“Okay.”
“Are you happy?”
Aha looked surprised by the question. “Yes I’m quite happy.” She said. “Why would you ask that?”
“I mean are you completely happy with every aspect of your life?” Burton Sha pressed.
“Of course I am, what a silly question.”
“And you wouldn’t change anything?”
“I’m quite sure if there is something I wanted to change I would simply do it. Why wouldn’t I?”
“Yes why wouldn’t you? Perhaps you can’t.”
“Can’t what?” Aah asked. “Change whatever I want in my life? How ridiculous.”
“Perhaps you’re losing control of your ability to manifest whatever you want.”
“That’s impossible!”
“Is it?”
“This is nonsense.” Aah said, clearly getting agitated by Burton Sha’s line of questioning. “I thought you were here to help me understand my dream, not make up wild propositions that we both know are impossible.”
“You and Om have been giving a magnificent opportunity, and you don’t even realize it.”
“I don’t understand.” Aah said.
“My point exactly, but you will.” Burton Sha replied.
“So what are you saying? What does all of this mean and how does it relate to my dreams?”
“I think it is time for us to go.” Burton Sha said.
“Go where?” Aah asked.
“To where all of your answers lie, to the forbidden lands outside
The Draneg of Need.”
Aah wanted to protest Burton Sha’s suggestion that they travel outside
The Draneg of Need, but she didn’t. She knew she should have protested, but she couldn’t. Not if she was to find enlightenment somewhere out there. Enlightenment meant she would know the meaning of her terrifying dreams. It would mean she would learn why it was forbidden to travel outside The Draneg of Need. She would finally come to know what was out there.
But what would Om say? She knew very well what he would say. He would be outraged. He wouldn’t let her go. Even though she felt she was doing this for both of them. She and Om would be the first of their kind to know perhaps how they came to be here, what purpose they served, and why they were kept in the dark about their past. There was no question about it, she had to go.
“How long will we be gone?” She asked.
“Time is irrelevant.” Burton Sha replied. “A journey of several cycles of the moons can seem like only moment. And a moment can seem an eternity.”
Standing in the center of the room, Burton Sha extended his hand to Aah. She placed her small delicate hand in his, closed her eyes as she was instructed, and so began their journey.
She had never seen one before, but somehow Aah knew what a mountain range was and what one looked like. How strange to be looking at one now. But that wasn’t the strangest part. Aah was not simply seeing a mountain range for the first time in her life; she was viewing it from above. It was as if she were flying like a bird, but she didn’t seem to be moving through the air, but was hovering above, looking down at the land below her.
“How is this possible?” she asked Burton Sha. “Are we truly flying?”
Burton Sha smiled. “Anything is possible.”
“Are there people living down there?” asked Aah.
“There is.”
“Will we be visiting them?”
“I’m afraid not.” Burton Sha replied. “It wouldn’t be safe.”
“But why?” Aah questioned.
“There is magic there. The people on the far side of the mountain dabble in…let’s just say…unnatural powers. Even the race of people living on this side of the mountains avoid the “Others”.
And those people are great warriors of the sea and land. They fear nothing. But they know there is something very strange about the “Others”. And what they do not understand, they stay away from.”
“Is it the “Others” that I fear in my dreams?”
“No, it is not the “Others”.
“The warriors of the sea and land then?”
“No.”
“Then why have you shown this to me? What connection does it have to me?”
“All will be revealed in time. Let us continue.”
In the next instant, Aah and Burton Sha were beneath the sea. Yet they could both breathe and speak. They were standing on the outskirts of a great city.
According to Burton Sha, the Arogons of old divided the lands so that each Arogon might own a lot. One of the Arogons was bequeathed the island that this city stood on. This Arogon fell in love with Cleito, the daughter of Evenor who is described as the ancestor of the kings who ruled this legendary island. According to the account given, Evenor was among the original inhabitants of this island. He lived with his wife Leucippe on a low hill in the center of the island, about fifty stadia from the sea. The couple had one daughter, Cleito. When Cleito reached marriageable age, her parents died, and the Arogon slept with her and she became mother of five pairs of twin sons. Her oldest son, became the first king of this city, with the other sons as subordinate governors.”
“This Arogon carved the mountain into a palace and enclosed it with three circular moats of increasing width, varying from one to three stadia and separated by rings of land proportional in size. The people of this city then built bridges northward from the mountain, making a route to the rest of the island. They dug a great canal to the sea, and alongside the bridges carved tunnels into the rings of rock so that ships could pass into the city around the mountain; they carved docks from the rock wall surrounding each of the city’s rings. The walls were constructed of red, white and black rock, quarried from the moats; and were covered with brass, tin and the precious metal orichalcum.”
“Later a war took place between those outside the Pillars of Hercules at the Strait of Gebraltar and those who dwelt within them. The people of this city had conquered everyone around them and subjected them to slavery.”
“But at a later time there occurred portentous earthquakes and floods, and one grievous day and night befell them, when the whole body of warriors was swallowed up by the earth, and the island and this city was also swallowed up by the sea and vanished never to be seen again.”
“But there are people living here now. How is that possible?” Aah asked.
“The people of this city did not perish at its sinking, but instead were adapted to their new existence below the sea. They are known as Syrens. They are never to be allowed access to Landwalkers again. However it has come to pass that one of theirs has broken this rule and has fallen into a forbidden love with one of the Landwalkers.”
“Then my dreams must be about them and their punishment for falling in love. It is they who are running in fear in my dream. Is it not?”
“No,” replied Burton Sha, “All will be revealed in time.”
Just as before, Aah was suddenly transported to another scene. Now she and Burton Sha were sitting at a small table outside in a plaza setting. There were people sitting at other tables having drinks and engaged in casual chatting. Aah had a large yellow and orange drink sitting in front of her and as she reached for it, she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. When she turned to look, whatever she’d seen was gone.
“So tell me,” Burton Sha said. “Why are you interested in other worlds outside your own?”
“What do you mean?” Aah asked, taking a sip of her drink.
“Well something caused you to be more than curious as to what lies outside your own world.”
“Of course it has. You know very well it is my dreams that cause me distress and the dreams seem to come from somewhere ‘out there’.”
“Why do you think they come from ‘out there’ as you say?”
“In my dream, Om and I are running scared from something. The world around us seems dark and cloudy as it a terrible storm is brewing. There is no beauty around us as there is normally. Nothing is familiar around us, like we are someplace else.”
“But you have had thoughts before the dreams began about what lay beyond The Draneg of Need.
Is that not true?”
“I suppose from time to time I’ve wondered about that.”
“But why? When you live in such a society as you do, why be concerned about what lies beyond?”
“I think it’s only natural one would wish to know what else might be out there.”
“Are you not happy with your existence?”
“Of course I am. I don’t understand this line of questioning. You came to me and offered to help find an explanation to my dreams. It was you who said we should travel outside
The Draneg of Need.”
“Yes, and you accepted that quite readily. Perhaps too quickly I might add.”
Aah started to reply to Burton Sha’s insinuation that it was she who led them to where they were now, when she caught sight of another shadow in the distance over Burton Sha’s shoulder. It was there only for a fleeting instant before it disappeared.
Burton Sha noticed her reaction.
“You see them don’t you?”
“I…I thought I saw something, but apparently not.” Aah replied.
“No, you did see something. It’s the Shadow People.”
Aah felt a shiver run down her spine.
“What are Shadow People?” She asked.
“According to legend, Chaos has often been interpreted as a moving, formless mass from which the cosmos and the gods originated. From Chaos came forth a son Erebus the Arogon who represented the personification of darkness and black Night; and of Night were born Aether and Day, whom she conceived and bore from union in love with Erebus.”
“So this Chaos is feminine and gives birth to an Arogon named Erebus. Then she and her ‘son’ in turn give birth to Aether, an Arogon who represents light and day? So what has all this to do with these so-called Shadow People?”
“Nyx is the primordial goddess of the night, a shadowy figure who rules over the shadows created by the union of light and darkness. She is feared by the Shadow People. They live in darkness – avoiding the light. That is why you see them fleeting for only a moment. Shadow World is a place of darkness. A place you wouldn’t want to live.”
“I’m beginning to understand why you are showing me these other worlds.” Aah said. “You are trying to show me how good I have it in
The Draneg of Need.”
Burton Sha smiled.
“We have another world to explore.” He said.
The next world involved a species that was a highly technologically advanced civilization. Burton Sha explained that this species were the remnants of a long-dead society that developed Nano technology that ‘repairs’ them so they can never die. They appear to be mechanical in their movements, stiff and android-like.
“The Arogon Chronos, the personification of time, created this world because here, time means nothing.” Burton Sha said. “It is a world that has been given the possibility of never ending, and without the necessity of repopulating. While it could be considered an advanced civilization, it is as you can see, a cold and emotionless society. But…they never die.”
Suddenly something occurred to Aah. Death…it was a concept she didn’t understand. She suddenly realized she had never seen death. Not in people, nor animals, or even plant life. Nothing she’d ever known had died. How can that be? She thought. Somehow she had knowledge of death, which was unexplainable, because she couldn’t remember ever seeing it.
A vision of her dream popped into her head. She and Om were running from something. Could that something be death?
Burton Sha began to laugh. He knew she was realizing her fate. Soon she would know the meaning of her dreams. He had done his job. Again he laughed… and laughed… and laughed.
Aah slowly opened her eyes. She found herself lying in her bed pod. Om was gently patting her forehead with a cool cloth. She tried to sit up but Om insisted she like still.
“You’ve been asleep for quite a long time.” He said. “I was worried you might never awaken.”
“What do you mean I’ve been asleep? Have I been here all along?”
Om smiled. “Of course you have. Where do you think you were?”… Where do you think you were … where do you think … where do you … his words were echoing inside her head as they faded away. It was not only his words that were fading; it was Om himself that seemed to be fading into nothingness. Om was disappearing before her eyes!
Ah clenched her eyes tightly shut. When she opened them again she was lying on a stone block of marble. Above her, seated in a semi-circle were twelve men with white flowing beards, dressed in robes. She had never seen them before, but she knew who they were. They were the Arogons of the
Council of Good and Evil. Then she noticed one of them sitting sixth from the end on the right that she did recognize. It was Burton Sha behind the beard. He had a slight smile on his face, as did the five sitting to his left. Aah surmised these six must be the Arogons of Evil. She then glanced at the remaining Arogons and saw that they were not smiling, but had looks of sadness on their faces.
“What have you to say for yourself?” An omnipotent voice demanded, that seemed to come from no particular Arogon but filled the room almost telepathically. “Why have you disobeyed the
Council’s command that no one is to ever travel outside
The Draneg of Need? Have you not been given the perfect world? One in which you and your mate have been allowed to create for yourself? Why would you want more when you had everything?”
“It was not that I wanted more. It started with a dream that frightened me. I was only trying to find the meaning of it.” She looked over at Burton Sha. “It was he,” she said, pointing at him, “that tempted me with knowledge of my dream’s meaning and of what lay outside
The Draneg of Need. I only wanted to become enlightened where I was ignorant and to understand the Arogon’s great purpose of the Common.”
Once again a disembodied voice filled the room. “You have disappointed us. By your betrayal of our rule against travel outside The Draneg of Need, you have shown a desire to search for something better than you had, a dissatisfaction with your paradise.”
“But that’s not true!” Aah tried to protest. “I would not have traveled had it not been for the one who came to me as Burton Sha. I was tempted by him!” She pointed again at Burton Sha.
“Silence!” The voice commanded. “You let yourself be tempted and were shown worlds outside
The Draneg of Need although you knew it was forbidden. But because of your dreams you began to wonder what else there was outside your world that may have been causing you distress. Your desire to know what lay beyond your world resulted in you being tested to see if you would indeed seek such knowledge. In your defense, we will concede the dream you were having was not supposed to happen. It was a memory you were not supposed to have. A memory of your very distant past. We know this because we were there at the beginning. We sat like a dove with our wings spread over the dark emptiness and made it come to life.”
Aah sat silently listening to the Arogons as they explained the meaning of life, and just whrere she and her mate Om fit into the grand scale of things.
“Once billions of years ago, one of us came up with the idea of creating a world for a species known as man. That Arogon provided the perfect world, but man, in his greed, ended up destroying that world.”
“This time around the Arogons got together and challenged each other to each create a different world. The Arogon who first created the doomed world, now tried to re-create it. Only this time he let the inhabitants themselves create the world around them by their ability to manifest through their thoughts. He wanted to see if things would turn out different this time if they were allowed to create their own world.”
“Your
Draneg of Need, was created and actually inhabited by only two people, called Om and Aah. But you did not know this. Your whole world is a creation of your own minds. For even you – Aah and your mate Om, are nothing more than vibrational energy in the form of a thought of an Arogon. In reality you don’t exist as sentient beings. In meditation, Om is the sound often chanted, but it is not just a sound or vibrational chant, nor is it just a symbol.”
“It is the entire cosmos, whatever one can see, touch, hear, and feel. Morever, it is all that is within your perception and all that is beyond your perception. It is the core of our very existence. If you think of Om only as a sound, a technique or a symbol of the Divine, you will miss it altogether. Om is the mysterious cosmic energy that is the basic substance of all things and all the beings in the entire universe. It is an eternal song of the Divine. It is continuously resounding in silence on the background of everything that exists.”
“Aah”, the Arogon continued. “is the sound associated with the energy of Anahata – The chakra for love, forgiveness, generosity, and compassion towards self and others.”
“Your only forbidden act this time was that you could not know of your past, because your past had been a failed experiment. Because you have travelled outside
The Draneg of Need and have seen the existence of other worlds, we can no longer sustain your existence as you once knew it. You were to stay within the confines of
The Draneg of Need, a Utopian world perfect in every way much the way the first
Draneg of Need was. Only then the letter of its name were jumbled and it was called
The Garden of Eden.”
“Then, just as now, you let yourself be tempted. And by your actions, you brought death upon you and your mate and all mankind. You and your mate were cast out of The Garden of Eden. And so it shall be once again.”
As these last few words were spoken, Aah felt herself changing. She looked at her hand and saw that it was fading just as Om had faded before her eyes. Her existence was returning to its true element. Soon she would be nothing but a void.
Epilog:
Everything in the universe is energy
and in a state of vibration, including us.
Life is sound and sound brings life to earth.
…And just as it was in the beginning there was nothing but void. Yet even in the nothingness there was energy. There would always be energy. And the energy vibrated with sound. And the sound was Om … and the sound was Aah.
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