Chapter Two

Pain unimagined
wracked Darkness.
She fell to the
ground, clutching
at her stomach.

Darkness was sad and angry. She longed for Light, felt betrayed. But when she dreamt of revenge for his betrayal, she felt something stirring within her – Light had left her a gift. Pain unimagined wracked Darkness. She fell to the ground, clutching at her stomach, plunged her fingers deep in the crevices of her icy cape, pulled her hand out, peered at her thin fingers – there was something in her hand, something pulsing, something alive, its brightness trying to escape. Intrigued, horrified, she opened her hand, but before she could see it properly, it escaped.

As she watched it, the object changed and grew into something bold, beautiful and brilliant. It made her heart beat fast in fear and excitement as she gazed upon her magnificent firstborn child, marvelled at his beauty and brightness, named him Yellow. Suddenly there was another sharp pain. She recoiled, collapsed in a heap on the cold ground as more colours burst forth from her in stunning profusion. Six more children followed: Red, Orange, Green, Blue, Indigo and Violet.

She would never have to be alone again. She had her beautiful children – the Iris Warriors. The Iris Warriors were lively, energetic, full of passion for life. They laughed and roamed, spinning, swirling, sparkling, jumping and laughing, joyous from simply being alive.