A 'micronarrative' is a personal story or revelation that happens at an individual level but can be expanded to the universal. A 'metanarrative' is a grand, encompassing idea that persists throughout time in media or culture—something like 'love conquers all' or 'man vs. machine'. A 'monomyth' is the ur-condensation of these ideas, the proposition of a pattern to the development of all narratives or events that can be traced back as far as the beginning of time: The Hero's Journey.
This story is about none of those things.
In a place before words or time, Two Sisters lived together. Many cultures have different versions of what happen next. This is simply our interpretation.
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there was a bright violet light. the light was violet. and there was a hum. and they were dead for a while. and then they swung around back to life, and the sun and moon were both held together in the sky. of course it wasn't enough for them, and it was useless, but it was fair and it was pure and it was majestic. And maybe that's all the justification they needed.
I don't know where history started or where these circles begin or end
I'm drunk and I just read it. Now I have mixed feeling but I don't know why.
Maybe it's because of story or it's just me...