SpineOut : April - May 2017
creative writing creation myth page 2 Book Reviews But just as humans age, gods grow weary. They become outdated, tired and eventually they expire. By the 21st century these Gods had no other choice but to retire and let their own children take the reins for the new age. These new Gods, however, had a slightly different approach to the world. 12:00. The clock struck midnight on New Year’s Eve of 1999 and the young Gods sprang into action. Colours burst in the sky, yellow, purple and blue. The sounds of the fireworks signified the celebration of a new age. Each God added their own unique touch to the newly forming world, something that was to represent what they embodied. Kendall, the Goddess of Love and Beauty, was the first to begin. She covered the world in reflective surfaces, water, glass and stainless steel so each time she cast her eye over the earth, she had the ability to admire herself and gaze at her own reflection. Leoh was second. He landed on each one of the seven continents with an earthshaking explosion and out of the land broke thousands upon thousands of giant, gleaming steel structures. The brand new buildings glowed as the sunlight broke from behind the clouds. The great pyramids constructed thousands of years ago out of blocks of limestone were crushed by newer, futuristic versions made out of shards of glass. These buildings cast a threatening shadow over the earth’s surface, a reminder as to who and what was powerful. Steve was the third god to take action. With a crack of thunder, the clouds opened up, and instead of a storm of thrashing winds and rain, a hurricane of devices was released onto the world. Phones. Computers. Televisions. These hunks of metal scattered around the earth, bouncing off the roofs of houses, falling into the hands of the humans below; and as they did, screens lit up, beckoning people to enter into the new age. The new gods built the world in their image. These young and impetuous divinities eradicated what was old, leaving only memories of their parents’ legacy. Trees fell to make space for more buildings, the ground was hacked to make way for roads and animals were of significantly less importance. The speed at which they changed the world heated the earth, and as they sped around, the gasses they left in their tracks polluted the air. The consequences. The aftermath. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that newer was better. That change brought about a bright and shining future.
February - March 2017