The sun is the mother of all life on Earth. We don’t know why, but she decided to pay her kids a visit. A vaguely human-shaped figure the size of a skyscraper detached itself from the star and came down from the sky. Everyone, everywhere, felt this strong emotion coming from her, powerful and full of love, just like your own mom when you were little and she was just overcome with affection for you.
The problem was, her body was hot. REALLY hot. Like, "literally the surface of the sun" hot. Wherever she went, everything around her went up in flames and turned to ash. Buildings just melted and burned and blew away in the wind. People, trees, anything living didn’t even last long enough to burn; it all just vaporized in the glory of her light. The military managed to snap images of her with hardened drones that lived barely longer than the people. We saw her walk among the cities, the forests, and even the deserts, calling out for all her children to come to her so she could touch them, stroke them, and show them how much she loved us all. Nothing could stand to be nearer to her than a whole horizon without being obliterated.
She walked and walked, and the oceans couldn’t quench her either. She got so sad. We all felt that too. Maybe she couldn’t understand how different we were from her in every way, but she kept walking, trying to find someone she could be near without killing them, but obviously there wasn’t anyone. Some scientists rigged up some sort of ultra-reflective armored chamber, and one guy inside tried to tell her that, for God’s sake, she had to stay away. It seemed like she actually listened for a bit, but then she was so overcome with joy that something could stay near her that she tried to hug the whole chamber and killed the guy.
That’s when she lost it and started crying. I don’t think she had anything like "tears", but her calls became this endless deafening shriek of sadness. She ran around the planet, here and there and everywhere, never stopping crying. I think she still didn’t get what the fundamental problem was, but she kept on, and got more and more frustrated, until she wasn’t crying but howling with rage, as if we had failed her somehow. You couldn’t stop the noise ever, not by plugging your ears because her calls were in your brain. Everything burned, and the sky was evil red light and black ash, and finally our mother lay down on the ground, mad with grief. Her light dimmed and died, until there was nothing there, and at the same time, the star where she had lived turned darker and shrank until there was just a feeble red point in the sky. The days are getting very cold. We’re alone now, the few that survived, and we miss our mother badly.
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