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Chronicles of the Sun & Moon — Part One
Origins
He didn’t know why he hated the moon.
Her infuriatingly gentle ways, her sickeningly patient smiles. The manner in which she would shine her light on the weary ones, guiding them home, made him frustrated. He resolved to do the same but the men shied away from his burning glare and sought shelter under the cooling moonbeams.
When a child was injured during a walk, he looked to the Goddess of the Moon for help. She gave him strength to continue his journey and the courage to finally be reunited with his family. His mother looked up at the pale crescent in the sky and sent a silent prayer.
When a child was beaten up, the Sun God’s fury cast his blinding rays on the bullies. They ran from the heat and left the broken boy in the middle of a field. Cautiously, afraid to hurt more than help, the Sun God carried the child to his village. Instead of receiving thanks, he was berated for bringing his scorching heat so close to their fields. In his rush to save the child, his light had intensified and left burnt trees and dying crops in his path.
Angry and with hurt in his heart, the Sun God banished himself from the rest of the world. If it was impossible to help the people of this earth then he would rather live alone. So he went up the highest mountain, where the peak brushes the ends of the world, and stayed in a bottomless cave for a hundred years.
She didn’t know why she loved the sun.
The moon saw her people start to suffer and a silent rage consumed her peaceful heart. She desperately tried to use her light to grow their crops but the moon rays were too faint. She taught her people to hunt at night and sleep during the day, for the day was now an endless darkness that caused the people to fall into a dreamless state. Without the sun’s heat, they fell sick and many succumbed to their illnesses.
She had heard a rumour of the sun’s new abode. Whispers that the sun was sulking in the deserted mountain terrains. She tried to approach him but he sent sparks that left tiny holes on her surface. She sent him gifts as a way to bribe him, but he sent them back with singed edges.
