I AM

The world is dark and cold and hard, and it is good. The black sky above Me holds no other worlds. I am everything.

Then one day, a creature. I don't know how to describe it, or even how to think about it, because I've never needed language, not even in My own thoughts.

How can something exist that isn't Me? The very notion is unthinkable.

A new sensation: HUNGER. I want to devour this creature and the world it came from.

As it slips away, I anchor Myself deep inside its mind.

Soon, both worlds will be only Me.