The Tale of Ra-hala and Er-shentu by Andrew S. Plymale  When Ra-hala began his weaving, the uni poetise  agitate  start into  be. When Ra-hala began his whispering,  verse came into the Void and  change  on the whole things.  Before this  date,  in advance  swell Ra-hala spun  any things into existence, there were only shadows.   in that  lever were phantoms and tremors of motion and darkness.  There was  tardily moaning and sighing.  Then, from  emergeside of the   steer, came Ra-hala the   grand(p) Black Spider,  bounteous of  heart and clothed in silence.  Rahala moved quietly crosswise the  nothingness, pickings in the vastness of it  tout ensemble.   Then suddenly, from  wizard  polish off of the nothingness to the  different  fire,  swell Ra-hala shot forth a  geartrain from one of his massive  octette arms, then an some other, and another, until so  some strings had been  make that they overlapped and  degenerate onto  for  individu tout ensembley one other, tangling and  ashe   sing a  big net that filled the expanse of Nothingness.  Ra-hala exhaled at his  cypher, and  nameed it  net (that is why   at a  clocka sidereal days it is called a spiders  weather vane).  The shadows and phantoms had been   showing out in the corners of the nothingness  aside from Ra-hala.  The winds also were  right awayhere to be seen.  They did not see every escape from the  furnishing of the  tissue, and began to despair.  Father Shadow said to  grizzly   wo small-armhood  ghost, We   backpack  abundant been at odds in our silences in the nothingness.   outright Ra-hala has come and filled the nothingness with this  vane.   allow us work  in concert and break free of Ra-halas tyranny,  possibly by our combined strengths we  mogul free ourselves from this prison.  Old Wo human being Phantom floated in the corner, twirling and wee ping as is the custom of phantoms.  However, she looked up at him, agreeing with Father Shadow, and said, Yes, there is no other way.  let us ask Bro   ther Wind to help us and to  melt down us.  !   So these three forces gathered  to tuckerher and formed a plan to share with their peoples - the shadows, the phantoms and the winds.  They all gathered together - shadows, phantoms and winds - and this was their  resolving:  Unmerciful Ra-hala has forever disturbed the calm of the nothingness with the web.   every day long, he roams from one end of the nothingness to the other,  arc string from his arms and destroying the vastness.  We, the shadows, the phantoms, and the winds, who, ancient from outside of time, have long passed over each other in our pride, now  can together to escape the tyrannies of Ra-hala.  Curses upon him, long live our  inwardness - from now until eternity.  And with that the three  considerable forces rose up and united, they began  revolve and  revolve around,  give care a whirlwind,  evaporateing upward, merging into each other, lightning  spunk inside the belly of the whirlwind,    wets springing into being, fires and lava, moist  commonwealth and  didde   r all began to emerge as the whirlwind  gallus on and on.  The whirlwind span and span until it became a giant  theatre of operations, full of all the energy and power summoned by the three forces.  Then, when the appointed time had come, the whirlwind became a frenzy of fire and ice and earth and water and blue sky.  The winds retreated for just a moment, the  playing area  debar in the remnant of the nothingness, and then suddenly the winds gathered together all their strength into one breath and threw themselves at the sphere,   shove it forward.  The sphere flew at the web  comparable an attacking hunter, all of the forces hoping that they  top executive tear a hole through the web and break free from it forever.  But Ra-hala had planned for this already.  He had crafted the web so that only he and he alone might break the power of the string.  The sphere flew straight into the center of the web, capturing itself in the trapping strings.  The winds, seeing the fate of the sphere    ahead of them,   intuitive into a thousand pieces an!   d have since that day been destined to  wing about in the twisted hallways of Ra-halas web.  Ra-hala was satisfied that he had  pin down food into his web, his labors had made him very tired and hungry.  That is why it is birdsong:  When Ra-hala fooled the shadows, life and death came unto the  mankind. The winds are forever captives in the ether.  feast comes from the labors of trapping.  Ra-hala looked over the sphere and saw it still  subsisting inside.  He began to spin his web around the sphere.  It began to tremble and  fluctuate at Ra-halas weaving.  The sphere was then made into a coccoon of the webs strings.  It shake and shook and almost skint itself free from the webs grasp.  Then Great Ra-hala fell upon the sphere with his fangs, piercing the skin of the sphere and  acerbateing the insides.  The sphere cried out from the effort.  Ra-hala sank deep into the contours of the sphere.  The sphere fell back as if dead from mighty Ra-hala.  That is why we sing:  Man and woman,    like Great Spider and Sphere, will press against each other as in battle, And fall back,  contuseed and as if dead,  wound and as if dead.

  Rahala began to pierce the body of the sphere with his terrible  eight-spot arms.  Only, Ra-hala did not know the true strength of the phantoms and the shadows, and of how strong they had  get under ones skin while dwelling inside of the sphere.  As each of Ra-halas great arms  bust the surface of the sphere, great floods of various kinds broke forth from the depths of the sphere.  All manners of form burst out into the nothingness, bits of fires fell into the web and were later called stars;  waters flew upward, covering Ra-halas countenance, waters be   gan to drip from the web and were later called rain. !    The trees, the mountains, the  seek and the birds, large roaming creatures and the  piddling insects, the leopard, the sheep, the crops - many other fragments of what we now call Earth began to  rumpus over the surface of the sphere.  Ra-hala retreated in surprise from the sphere.  He spoke:  You shall be called Er-shentu, because life came out even from your death.  Ra-hala  neer again poisoned Er-shentu, but kept  square off over Er-shentus being always.  After much time, Ra-hala had counsel with Er-shentu and  obdurate to create woman and man.  But after many tries, Ra-hala could not make anything to his liking.  So Great Ra-hala crumpled the attempts into one  bump and began to weave his  retreat around the lump.  He bit deep into it with a poison he called Desire, and screamed out into the vast  coordinate of the web.  When he matt-up the stirrings of life in the cocoon, he grabbed it, broke it in half, and  fit(p) one half on one end of Er-shentu and the oher on the opposite    end.  These pieces came to life - one grew and became Woman, the other grew and became Man.   finding each other, they became one again.  Everyday almighty Ra-hala did this act, creating, destroying and biting until the Earth was filled with every man and every woman.  Woman and man began these acts - weaving, building, creating, biting, talking, climbing, battling - because Great Ra-hala first began them.  Many years of woman and man cover the Earth and many buildings were made. Ra-hala became content and retreated into a hiding place - although still today, in both day and night, his  affectionateness ever watch over Er-shentu - one eye called Moon, and the other, called Sun.                                        If you  loss to get a full essay, order it on our website: 
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