It was a golden hazy morning when the hunters found the image of the standing woman, translucent blue and gesturing erratically.
Her coming had been signaled by a nightly falling light that burst close enough to the settlement and woke up its inhabitants.
Afraid of the omen, the elders decided to wait for dawn to investigate.
The hunters of the settlement had set for the forest soon after sunrise, prepared with weapons and defensive tools that would also aid them in the daily gathering of food.
Reaching the site of the outburst, they stopped in fear of its appearance: a range of distorted sharp shapes made of strange material, displaced all around, some stuck in the trees,
some hot with burning flames.
Close to the center of the site gleamed a small azure ruby spawning light and throwing flashing blue wisps on the surrounding greenery.
Above the ruby flickered the image of a woman with small eyes, short hair pulled at the back and dressed in never seen tight attire.
She made different gestures, switching instantly from one another thus sparking clamor among the hunters.
Surprised and unknowing of who she was, in their tongue they called her “ Our Lady of light “.
Back in the settlement, the elders held long debates about what the gestures meant. Some saw in them clouds, storms or sun.
Some thought the fingers were split into horns and proclaimed that this would bring rich food for the season while others insisted that horns meant danger.
Many were not sure what to make of the Lady’s movements and prayed to established gods for guidance.
The ones inspired by the benevolent elders started bringing gifts to the Lady.
They adorned the surroundings of the Altar with garlands, while those who saw her as a token of nature placed fruit at her feet.
They held small celebrations, chanting and dancing around the bluish Lady whose image flickered inconsistently, trying to guess what her gestures meant.
Animals would sometimes visit the Altar and feast on the fruits and flowers, many believing that the Lady had accepted their essence, and others grateful that the gifts attracted fresh game.
In the settlement, they began carving new wooden idols and placing them along older gods, with some replacing them altogether.
The decisions arose more debates among the elders who separated into groups devoted to established gods or to the Lady of Light.
Of the more curious hunters, one would venture every morning to the Altar to worship and to ask for guidance,
convinced that the Lady of light was the goddess that would establish her domain on the land.
Rune sneaked soon after dawn, sometimes skipping his day nap to contemplate her and soon visiting the Altar at sundown, when the others remained home.
He would sit in silence and awe, imagining what the Lady would say to him would she find him worthy of word, lost in moments of contemplation.
He continued to bring her small offerings and to clean the strange sharp lines that composed the Altar.
It was one fateful evening when admiring the Lady, the Altar now beautifully adorned and preserved, when Rune started hearing strange noises coming from the crystal underneath the Lady.
He trembled at first, not expecting the Lady to truly ever speak to him, but strived to maintain his composure and listen carefully.
The noise was alien, various buzzing that sounded nothing like Rune’s tongue.
After moments of heavy breathing and asking for guidance in his thoughts, the sound became gradually clearer while still alien and devoid of meaning.
“ Come in” - buzzing - “ captain” - noise - “ Yi Moon.”
“ Eee moo” Rune said.
“ This is” - static - “ Anderton of the “ - static - “ fleet. Please “ - static.
“ An-der-tuh” Rune said, his eyes wide and his heart restless.
“ Captain Sun” - static - “ Moon, come in” - static - “ is captain Lidia” - static - “ of the human fleet.”
“ Moooon” Rune said, mesmerized. “ Lee-dee-uh.”
“ Captain Sun Yi Moon, do you copy” the voice said clearer. “ This is captain Lidia Anderton of the human fleet, do you copy?”
“ Eee Moon” Rune said, rocking back and forth and blinking, his arms stretched forward.
“ This is captain Lidia Anderton of the human fleet” the voice from the crystal said. “ Captain Sun Yi Moon, do you copy?”
“ Sun-ee-moon” Rune repeated. “ Sun-ee-moon, Sun-ee-moon, Sunny Moon, Sunny Moon!” Rune shouted, praising the voice and looking to the sky.
He jumped to his feet trying to contain his quivering and repeating the name of his goddess, Sunny Moon.
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