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Julia felt empowered. Her days of self-blame, endless rumination and indecision were over. She was not afraid of anyone anymore, not the least of her own slave masters. She was ready to take charge of her situation and change everything, even if this meant collateral damage to some. She was ready to take back control. The angrier she got, the more powerful she became, the more determined to confront those who she had feared all her life.
Some of us assign revenge a bad name. Others simply call it justice. Yet neither of these definitions applied to Julia. This wasn’t about payback. She wanted her aggressor to learn a lesson they would never forget. She wanted to see them struggle for their own survival, the way she had struggled for hers. She wanted to see them powerless, hopeless, full of nothing but fear in their eyes, just like they had made her feel, again and again thousands of times before.
Rising over the warm Atlantic in a slow pirouette, she begun spinning faster and faster, her tightly weaved braids carving a path of destruction. Keeping her eyes closed at all times, she didn’t care who she was killing, or how many lives were engulfed. Putting sense into her was impossible. She would only stop once all the negative energy her aggressors had filled her with, all the pain, the torment, were finally released as wind, rain and endless rivers of debris flowing from as far as the eye could see. Even gravity itself bowed down to Julia as she picked up trees, people, boats, just because they happened to be in her path.
The only one that escaped Julia’s wrath was the mutant phytoplankton and other microorganisms. They were simply too small, too pure to be damaged. They were the New Creation, while the rest of civilisation was the Old Earth, being put through Julia’s blender and converted back into stardust.
And Julia saw all that she had destroyed, and it was good. And Julia blessed the phytoplankton, and Julia said unto them, be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the earth.
(from the upcoming novel A New Earth)
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