The earth was everything that Abelia had expected and more. So this was the world that humanity inhabited. There was so much life. So much colour. A vibrant variety of greens, reds, browns, and blues among others surrounded her. Abelia didn't know what to focus on. The sky. The trees. The ground. The animals. The flowers. It was all so beautiful. And it had all been denied her.
Her mother had been right. It was about time that she visited the mortal realm. She needed to see all this. All that would one day be hers. Why was all this, all of the beauty of creation, given to humanity? They were not worthy. They were inferior. They were vermin. The talking apes were undeserving of this world of wonders.
As Abelia enjoyed the miracles around her she became more and more angry. It made no sens
