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Caine

I dream of the first times
the longest memory
I speak of the first times
the oldest Father
I sing of the first times
and the dawn of Darkness

In Nod, where the light of Paradise
lit up the night sky
and the tears of our
parents wet the ground

Each of us, in our way,
set about to live
and take our sustenance from the land

And I, first born Caine, I,
with sharp things,
planted the dark seeds
wet them in the earth
tended them, watched them grow

And Abel, second born Abel,
tended the animals
aided their bloody births
fed them, watched them grow

I loved him, my Brother,
He was the brightest
The sweetest
The strongest
He was the first part
of all my joy

Then one day
our Father said to us,
Caine, Abel,
to Him Above you must make a sacrifice -
a gift of the first part
of all that you have

And I, first born Caine, I
gathered the tender shoots
the brighest fruits
the sweetest grass

And Abel, second-born Abel,
slaughtered the youngest
the strongest
the sweetest of his animals

On the altar of our Father
we laid our sacrifices
and lit fire under them
and watched the smoke carry them
up to the One Above

The sacrifice of Abel, second-born,
smelled sweet to the One Above
and Abel was blessed

And I, first-born Caine, I
was struck from beyond by
a harsh word and a curse
for my sacrifice was unworthy

I looked at Abel's sacrifice,
still smoking, the flesh, the
blood
I cried, I held my eyes
I prayed all night and day

And when
Father said
the time for
Sacrifice
has come again

And Abel
led his youngest
his sweetest
his most beloved
to the sacrificial fire

I did not bring my youngest
my sweetest
for I knew the 
One Above
would not want them

And my Brother, beloved Abel
said to me
"Caine, you did not bring a
sacrifice
a gift from the 
first part of your joy
to burn on the altar
of the One Above."

I cried tears of love as I,
with sharp things,
sacrificed that
which was the 
first part of my joy,
my Brother

And the blood of Abel
covered the altar
and smelled sweet
as it burned

But my Father said
"Cursed are you, Caine,
who killed your Brother.
As I was cast out
so shall you be."

And he exiled me to wander in Darkness
in the land of Nod

And I flew into the darkness
I saw no source of light
and I was afraid.
And alone.

-Exerpt from the Book of Nod,
attributed as written by Caine Himself-