charisstoma

Myth - Why is the Sky Blue

Title: The Blue of the Sky
Mythology
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 283

The first man lay back in the grass gazing up at the sky, his body still heated with the activities he’d shared with his lover. It would have been nice if that lover had stayed instead of once having sated his lust jumping up to disappear. He never knew where his lover went; his lover was there and then he wasn’t, just like when they’d first met. It puzzled him but he could never stay awake after their coupling and when he woke there was just the sky gazing back down at him calm and a light clear blue.

“You could tell me where he goes after he leaves me,” the man accused the sky. “But you don’t, any more than the trees who whisper to each other in the wind. You hold his secrets in your cold heart, not even shouting it to me when you spray your seed upon the earth.”

The sky smiled as he held up the sun and thought of telling the man what his lover was but then again he was the sky; and the air, the rain, the hail, the snow were him; making him a fearsome being. But there was one more fearsome than he and this was the man’s lover.

And so the sky, it is said, withheld his knowledge and from the countless times of watching the plowing of the man by his lover, turned blue with restrained lust in the process. This continues to this day, but with different men, and when the sky can no longer contain his lust he lashes down his seed upon the land making it uncomfortable and sometimes dangerous for some and, usually, beneficial for the plants.