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    Prelude
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    Prelude

    By Nely Cab

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    Deus, the creator of the universe, is almighty and powerful—until he uses his abilities to mold a companion. His newest creation, Starr, proves to be as wild as the animals that inhabit Terra. There's no controlling her. To make matters worse, she hates Deus. So what's the one boy in the universe to do when the one girl in the universe loathes him? The only illogical thing to do. He falls in love.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCTP Publishing
    Release dateMay 9, 2017
    ISBN9781634221153
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    Nely Cab

    Nely Cab was born on December 9, 1974, in Matamoros, Tamaulipas, Mexico. She has lived and resided in South Texas most of her life. In 2001, the author relocated to Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico, where she dedicated time to the study of culinary arts and the art of oil painting. After her return to the U.S., she resumed her employment in banking and later transitioned to the field of Social Work. Today, Nely Cab writes from the comfort of her home in South Texas, where she lives with her husband and son. Currently, Ms. Cab is working on the second installment in her debut series "Creatura".

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      Prelude - Nely Cab

      Prelude

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      Nely Cab

      Clean Teen Publishing

      Contents

      Title Page

      Also by Nely Cab

      Content Disclosure

      1. Day 1

      2. Day 2

      3. Day 51

      4. Day 53

      5. Beverly Hills, California—April 1983

      6. Brownsville, Texas—Date Unknown

      7. England—The Dark Ages (Circa 1200 A.D.)

      8. Day 85

      Starr

      9. Day 86

      10. New York City—June 2027

      11. Day 99

      12. Hollywood, California—May 25, 1977

      13. Day 183

      14. Day 184

      Starr

      Deus

      15. Day 188

      16. Day 189

      17. Day 192

      18. Day 212

      19. Day 231

      20. Day 335

      21. Day 335

      22. Day 340

      23. Day 348

      24. Day 356

      Deus

      25. Day 358

      26. Day 359

      27. Day 365

      28. Day 510

      29. Day 600

      Starr

      Also by Nely Cab

      Acknowledgments

      About the Author

      Creatura Sneak Peak

      David Chios

      A Creatura Novella

      (Creatura .05)

      Nely Cab

      THIS book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the authors' imagination or are used factiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

      NO part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author's rights. Purchase only authorized editions.

      Prelude

      Copyright ©2014 Nely Cab

      All rights reserved.

      Clean Teen Logo

      ISBN: 978-1-63422-115-3

      Cover Design by: Phat Puppy

      Typography by: Marya Heiman

      Interior Formatting by: Courtney Nuckels

      Editing by: Cynthia Shepp

      Also by Nely Cab

      Book 1: Creatura

      Book 2: Fruit of Misfortune

      Book 3: Marker of Hope

      Book 0.5: Prelude

      For more information about our content disclosure,

      please utilize the QR code above with your smart phone or visit us at

      www.CleanTeenPublishing.com.

      For my son, Max, who reminds me that innocence is precious.

      Lift up your eyes on high and see: who created these?

      ~Isaiah 40:26

      1

      Day 1

      First , I am darkness. Then, I am light. Now, I am the first.

      I stand at the top of the highest mountain and strain to see what seems like the edge of the world I have only now created. There is no actual need to strain my vision as I can see everything everywhere, but I like to pretend I’m the same as the humans I’ve created in future Earth—Terra is what I originally name it.

      In the distance, something catches my eye. It’s a fawn. I reach out to her and instantly, I am there. Her fur is tinged with bright red. The larger animals I created have grown hungry and are preying on my more-docile creatures. It frustrates me to a degree that I already want them extinct, but then the whole food chain would suffer, and I would regret it. I leave it be.

      I watch as the young deer’s eyes sparkle, unblinking. Her breathing has ceased, and I understand what’s happened. I feel a light breeze around me—her essence. I know it’s an end to her suffering. I should be happy, but instead, I’m angry that this fawn’s life doesn’t exist on my new Terra any longer. In my mind, I observe the circle of life and know that this is the way it must, and will always, be. I’m sure I’ll never grow used to death.

      I am back on the mountain; I sit and continue my labor.

      2

      Day 2

      Morning has come for the first time, and it overwhelms me. The sky is filled with so many shades of ginger and garnet that all I can do is stare, paralyzed by its beauty. The sun is like liquid gold, rising to take its throne in the cerulean heavens. I know I created it, but I, myself, can hardly believe I did. I feel the need to share the beauty of the universe with someone, but there’s no one here. However, that can be changed… I can change it.

      Using two fingers, I draw two shapes on each of my arms—triangles. I command them to be released, and they are. This is my flesh, and I will mold it.

      I could easily say, Be, and she would appear, but I want to take the time to sculpt her. I want to see every tiny particle, every layer of muscle slowly become her. I don’t want to overlook a single detail.

      In the clouds, I begin to shape her. I name her Starr.

      My fingers work with precision to complete her. I’m still in awe over the level of craftsmanship my small hands possess. I pause and take a step back to admire my work. She’s like a little wax statue, and something is missing.

      I skip back to the split second when I formed my own body. It’s strange to see myself from this outer perspective. As I observe the image of how I looked yesterday, I notice that I’m a hand’s width taller, and my wings have grown. I also look very young. I smirk at the thought of what the people in the future would think if they ever discovered the creation of the universe was a child’s doing.

      My focus goes back to Starr, and I replay the split second and see my body being created over and over again in slow motion. I observe the me-from-yesterday’s chest rise and

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