IWACA Dream... Create... be who you are Pilot Issue Spring 2014 | Page 11

WAITING by SD NEEVE

and told us that the time had come to accept our names.

We rose to our feet without question. Heads raised towards the sky, we waited. “I name you Adam, the first of man.” A bolt of light erupted from above, striking the person next to me in the centre of his forehead; he fell to his knees. “You, I shall name Eve. The bearer of fruit for your kind.”

There wasn't any pain when the light struck my head, just an overwhelming love so pure, I sensed it with every fibre of my body. As I fell to my knees beside Adam, I turned and looked at him and found him smiling.

So, I guess you've gathered who I am. For those still unsure, I'm Eve—the first woman. I know it’s weird, and to start with, I didn't believe it either. But let's get a few things straight before I continue.

There was never a serpent. Well, none that I saw. And no devil either. Although, maybe I got that part wrong, because over the passing centuries I came to regret my one fatal mistake. Oh, her looks were undeniable. Perfect. Dark ebony hair. Skin the colour of caramel. Eyes the palest of violet. I was a fool to have trusted her. But, I was never much of a person for following rules (a part of me that still hasn't changed). So when The Creator told us not to touch the fruit from the tree of knowledge of good and evil, well, you know the story.

Yes, I took the first bite of the juicy apple, and I say with my heart full of guilt, that it was delicious. Adam didn't agree, and the damn thing stuck in his throat when he realised what he'd done. Well, at least now you understand the term “Adam’s apple.” My remorse … not so visible; everything around me took on a different meaning: the trees, the plants, the animals, my naked body and the sudden embarrassment it now caused me. And, as if an explosion had gone off in my head, I grasped the purpose of my being here.

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