Every day there’s this fellow, who used to change unlike his brother.
Due to his ever changing persona he used to attract a huge number of partisans.
Where as his brother, The Mighty, despite his vigor never had as many admirers as his little brother had.
Then came Maya.
Everything about her was a sheen of stardust.
She is everything, in every way.
The little brother idolized her, for stars are the ones that adorn the black of night.
The big brother used to wish he could taste her love but she never shined in his light.
In the desire to conquer her, two brothers delved into their own ways.
Maya, being who she was, was always the enigma that many tried to explore.
One fine day Maya flew into the sky and deserted herself wide and far.
A Spectacular Collision – Sun and Moon
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With Maya being gone two brothers raged into a storm.
The entire Universe was nothing but a battlefield for that suffered the wrath of same blood.
Time was no constraint but their rage to destroy each other.
Two brothers neared the climax as their energies depleted.
One could see what a foul soul rose from the battle between blood.
But the aftermath of the collision was gut-wrenching, to watch the blood being washed away by the droplets of water.
The foul soul was cleansed by the purest of tears of Maya.
It was then decided.
The little brother will be the King of Night and is named Moon.
The elder brother will be the Emperor of the Vast Blue and is named Sun.
Two brothers reined the sky for as long as the history is known.
Maya remained altered in every spec of Universe.