07/31/2025
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“The Rainbow Serpent Who Brought the Dawn”
Before the first fire, before the first footprint, the world was cloaked in endless night. The stars floated like sleeping embers, and the Earth lay silent, waiting for its song.
From the heart of the deep sky, the Great Spirit dreamed a being unlike any other — a creature of both fire and water, of wind and earth, of thunder and stillness. This was Ziyana, the Rainbow Serpent — her scales shimmered with every color of the sacred wheel, her wings carved the wind into stories, and her voice was the sound of all beginnings.
She was not born to rule — she was born to awaken.
Ziyana descended through the clouds like a whisper, her breath shaping rivers, her tail drawing mountains, and her feathers brushing the dreams of the people not yet born. She coiled gently around the Earth, and where she touched, beauty sprang forth — elk and eagle, cedar and song, water and wisdom.
But all was still in darkness.
So she rose to the highest peak, where the spirits of sky and fire once danced, and with a roar that split the heavens, she opened her chest and released the First Light.
That light became the dawn.
From that moment, the people were given their gift — to live not just in darkness, but in balance. To walk in beauty, with the four winds guiding them, the four colors of the wheel embracing them, and the serpent’s legacy pulsing through the land.
Ziyana did not stay — for she was never meant to dwell in one place. She returned to the stars, coiling among the constellations, watching. It is said that when a rainbow appears after storm, it is the glint of her wing. And when thunder rolls through the valley, it is her laughter echoing through time.
And so, the people still honor her — in songs, in dances, in stories whispered around the sacred fire — the Rainbow Serpent who brought the dawn and reminded all that life is not one color, but many.