Our natural satellite. The brightest spot in the night sky, and our ocean's master of tides. Without its pull on our seas, our world would suffer catastrophic losses to countless species. And yet, there was a time when Earth existed without it. Long before the planet was teeming with life, during the Volcanic Age, the most violent era in Earth's history, just when it began cooling and expelling billions of gallons of water vapor into its primitive atmosphere, there was a terrible event. Earth was met with a devastating force. A renegade planetoid hurdling relatively slowly through the inner rings of the infantile solar system was pulled into Earth's gravity, a mass some six times the mass of the speeding asteroid. The collision imploded Earth's crust and the two battling spheres struggled to keep their shape in a rolling shaping and reshaping formation that lasted eons. Finally after the dust and soot and flame had settled, the Earth, now circling the Sun in a slightly altered orbit, was an unrecognizable shell if its former self. Its newly formed landscape constantly fell and burned, cracking open and spewing rock and flaming ash in a renewed violent age. All the world licked her jagged wounds under the white light, shining in the night sky. The renegade asteroid, once a raging doom, was now a frozen, dried shell, constantly pelted by small meteors, its danger to Earth now as extinguished as the fiery mountains that long ago were frozen shut. The two celestial bodies now sit and stare at each other, night after night, each resenting the other, each loathing the betrayal they see in each other. Each knowing that there is some of the other in them. Unable to escape the pull of the other, locked together in an endless embrace. Too close to be free of each other, too far to finish the battle once and for all...this stalemate has been going on for 4.6 billion years...
A nice tale spun against a historical time period or setting.
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