Once upon a time... No, no! Before there was time, the Creator gathered the souls of everything and offered them a sensitive and precious trust. Then, He asked which one of them would undertake it. Being the greatest among them, the heavens were expected to jump forward, for who else could take that much burden? But the heavens couldn't say a single word. How could they, given that they were caught in a seizure, fearing such a trust? But at the same time, they were turning down an offer by the Most High! The heavens with all their expanse started to collapse into ever accelerating dizziness.
Seeing how the heavens were trembling, the next great candidate, the earth, sank into silence, not daring to look anywhere but down. As the waiting went on, the earth started to shake, fearing that the deal would settle on it. It wanted to run away, but there was no space. Instead, the earth gradually slid over itself and started to grind itself into ever smaller dust particles.
Despite the shaking of the earth, the mountains were not shaking. Unlike the escape of the earth, the mountains were steady. So the silent wait focused on the mountains. Would they accept the trust?
The mountains were actually frozen out of fear; that's why they were not shaking whatsoever. They wished so much that they could exhibit the fear inside somehow, but they couldn't. It was like not being able to cry when you need to cry upon devastating news. But the constancy of the mountains was shattered by a crack that filled the heavens and the earth. Because the mountains actually cracked into pieces under the weight of such responsibility.
All the possible candidates cleared out, the trust was still hanging in the air, waiting a brave hero. A hero for whom the limits of strength was unlimited. A hero who was adventurous enough to take unbounded risks... Human... Human?... Yeah!... Human stepped forward to take the challenge. And the deal was closed in the hands of the human. But the story had just begun.
The trust would be on the shoulders of the human, but the human was going to be on the shoulders of the earth, i.e. the mountains. And for that, the mountains needed to be prepared. First of all, they had to learn to keep their steadiness under much higher burden. So they needed to be compacted. Thus were born the rocks.
When rocks were ready, they looked around and investigated everything else. Except them, the environment was soft. They quickly started asking the reason for their strength. The earth told them the initial story before their birth. But that was not enough for the rocks, since that story was already past, and that there had been no real burden. So, why were they this hard?
The rocks also saw water outside; so beautiful, so elegant, ever attractive. Why were the rocks so hard and out-of-shape? Why were they lacking the life that was abundant in the water? "Because carrying humans means more than carrying their weight. Anyone with a bit of wisdom would not accept the offer they did. Their ignorance and the oppression stemming from it is going to be boundless. That's why you must be so hard."
A brooding view covered the rocks, thinking that they are so unfortunate to have been chosen for such burden. The earth, feeling pity for them, added: "But it is also at the top of you that the humans are going to think and find the meaning and purpose in their lives. You are their gateway to salvation."
Then, with this unexpected good news, the rocks started crying.
After that day, the heavens, the earth, and the mountains assumed a respectful silence and waited for the coming of the day when the humans would step into existence. And they kept their silence no matter what the humans did until the day of their exit.
