Nyx

In the midst of what's real and surreal, where space doesn't exist and time stopped right after it started resides a shadow that took physical frame. This shadow exsited long before greek gods were born. It came from night before chaos turned into order. Watched first steps of new world, soon turned into she. Nyx, the goddess of the night. Watching new gods being born. People worshiping them. World drowning in desires, new chaos being made. Never interfering, never judging, never asking. Simply watching. Hidden shadow but with presence greater than any. Not manh worshiped her. She wasn't loud. She didn't demanded secrefices nor granted gifts. She was simply there. Never favouring anyone. Until one night a single soul left their chamber and wondered to the middle of the forest. far away from river, far away from living, far away from world. To the cave in the deepest part of the forest where moonligjt cast upon small altar. Small human kneeled before a stone with flowers and looked up at the moon. "Thank you for bringing night to earth" small voice drowned in the wind but reached the darkness. "And for letting me sleep since i love sleeping. Nyx watched. Listened, savouring every moment, every word. No one ever thanked her. Night was certain. Nothing to be thankfull about. Yet this little creature thanked. Nyx for the first time found her fouvrite human.