Stories never told 0

I am at a beach, white sand, black water.
Like it is in the middle of a full moon night, it is bright, but still dark.

It almost looks like a photo negative, but then different.
There are some large rocks on the beach.

I am there, standing on the beach, and I look towards a city in the distance.
It is located along the coast, which curves like around a bay, so the city seems more across the water as on my side.
It looks modern, more modern as any city I know of
Small objects fly around it, I can't see what.
Somehow it does not fit here.

I am alone, but a man approaches me, his face does not move, but he talks to me, without words, or sound, but I understand all he says, strangely.
He is dressed like an ancient one, toga and sandals, blue, dark blue they are.

He points to the city, moving his arm and hand as if he wants to wipe it off the face of the planet, and embrace it in the same movement.
But still with love in his unheard words.

I am often here, people come to me and I talk to them, in my mind, and then they go, sometimes they come back.
They never speak to me, I already know what they want.

This man does not come often, but he speaks to me and I listen.

Today he tells me a story, a story about stars, the sun and the moon, war, a story about a tragic love, a man and a woman, bound together by blood, hate and heart.

Then She is there, and the sea and man are gone.
Left is just Her.
And stars
More as I have never seen before, I am on the top of a mountain, down below I see more stars.
No, that is a mistake.
It are lights, from houses in a valley, I see some rivers as well, after my eyes get used to the darkness.
'Protect this!' She tells me, not as request, not a question, just an irresistable confirmation of my reason of existance here, put in my mind, as if it has always been there.

And I protect, my hand shoots fire at intruders, like a flame sword, but gently pushes back those who want to go outside.
I am not sure if I have to protect what is inside or what is outside.
I found some others, almost like me, nearby I feel them, guardians.
I don't like this, I am no guardian, I am a protector.

She is there again, I do not know how much time passed, as nothing never changes here, but some activity in the valley of the three rivers points to an evacuation.
No more lights there, and those inside are requested to leave, I understood they did not follow the rules.
Gave up immortality for knowledge.
But they must be special, for not being erased.
As they wil be bad labourers now.

Then She talks: Go, and get your brothers and sisters, they are to stop guarding, the experiment has failed for now.
But we will give them a chance, if they succeed they will be allowed to live and work with us.
If they fail we pick out the most promising ones and wipe the rest.
The breeding program must succeed some day.

So send all of them out into the world, and tell them to reproduce and explore.

Then guard the entrances to prevent they get back in.
They will not be able to find the way back, so you can go when they are out of view.

We sent them out and then waited in front of the entrance to prevent their return.

None of them came back.

Many seasons passed.

I am back at the beach
The city is gone, it raised up, like a big crystal ball, and flew away.
Causing a big flood on the planet, not so nice as it caused many people to die.

We are to stay here, protect them
I am getting used to the light here, the sky is less black, more like blue, same as the water.
Must have been the long time under a different sun that changed the colors.

She is still there, with me, as always.

The man in blue (is it now more white) I see less and less, I think they do not like each other, there is something in him that makes me be alert.

She still carries the signs of the 12 stars.
Even though she works for the 7, her heart still goes to our home, the stars.

He rules this world, but She the sun and the moon and the stars.