Now this is intriguing… Moon had never relayed this information to Tuzi at all. Mentioning the Sky God was not permitted in her presence; At least not during these last few thousand years, as she was deeply bitter about his decision to implant 9 suns into the atmosphere of the blue planet.
And yet, Tuzi somehow knew. How could this be though? the Goddess wondered. There were few who knew the story of how the Moon and the Sky met. The background of their relationship was a mystery to even the few who were alive millions of years ago, when Moon was first molded by the Great Creator. Genesis, the father of history, had barely begun his arduous task of documenting time.
Oh Tuzi… Where are you learning your stories from…?
"Would anyone like some kettle corn…?" Eureka asked, as he gave a slight wave of his wrist. The stripe bucket filled with sweet deliciousness suddenly appeared.
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