It was up in the sky, allowing it to be closer to Heaven than it was closer to Hell, thus, Eli walked about it's area without any tugs, pulls, or aches.
He was alone, in all of his glory, sitting in the sand. Sitting there, one would think he was a Heavenly Being, which of course he was. But to the average eye, to one that would have lived in the era of Earth, one would literally swoon over his features: the straight nose, broad and full lips, startling violet eyes, and the soft, brown locks of hair that lay in a disarray on his head, softly touching his high cheekbones and covering the spans of his forehead. His skin was flawless, minus the freckles that were lightly sprinkled across the bridge of his nose and cheeks. His lips were a soft pink color, plump, full, and welcoming. If Eli were to live in the 20th century of Earth, girls would be chasing after him and guys would have agendas against him.
But he didn't, or at least he never made himself present on the planet of Earth. He was a God, or an entity, and he stayed upon his throne up in his territory - Heaven. This was why his brother, Koty, hated him. Why he accused him of all the wrong doing in the world today. Why his brother didn't want humans to have free will. This was where free will lead them - murders, suicide, adultery, betrayal, the like. All because Eli wanted his beautiful creations to be able to act and feel upon their own emotions.
Enough about that, though. Eli was here because he wanted a child. But whom was to hold his baby?
