“I remember His light,” I say. “It filled me, and gave me purpose. I knew what I was to do and what He had done. I left him and took up my duties.”
“And what were your duties?” Gloriana asks.
“I was tasked with preparing the way for man.”
“You were sent to earth?” Her voice is hypnotic and comforting.
“Yes.” I say. “My brothers and I laid the foundation for His next creation.”
“What did you do exactly?” she asks and I can not answer. As much as I try to remember what we did to help prepare the world for man I cannot. I remember moving about the world, marveling at His creations, but I do not remember doing anything directly.