Running along a rift that’s part of Earth’s first beaches, Eve has devoured the plants and vegetation which has begun to affect her brain like a drug. Her sense of self-awareness has grown so acute that she has caused a violent frenzy among the beasts and birds of the forest, some have begun to run from her, while others chase her and her head has become engulfed in a flock of frenzied birds who’ve migrated from thousands of miles away. This has become known as her dance, it’s the acknowledgment of herself, and it’s essentially a perfect dance. The great rift is faced by an immense wall of the Earth’s exposed crust and stretches out into the distance as far as the eye can see, every two or three miles an enormous rock pillar is carved out of the Earth’s wall; the monolithic architecture of Adams race.
The Titan Eve lay on her side, among rising blades of Antediluvian grass and mega flora, it surrounds her to form a terra-formed paradise. In her hand, she holds an enormous crystal glass, she fills from a river of wine that will bring her inebriation. Looking up at her naked body, it is titanic, appearing to cover miles across, from her head, which is covered in the most radiant, fiery hair you’ve ever see, to her toes, obscured and faded in the far distance.
Tracing humanities roots down through the Edenic celestial bloodlines, to there sexual mixing with the Cannanite bloodlines, and all the post-deluge chaos which has become it’s aftermath. This covers in great detail the spiritual as well as political side of this ancient blood conspiracy that we are merely witnessing the very tail end of. Of infiltrating elite Sethite Sun-gods, and their gradual subjugation of Nubian and Cannanite bloodlines.