EPTHer friends told her that she is wrong, that her babies are not natural, and must be aborted at all costs lest something horrible will happen. Because after all, nobody of her tribe has ever managed to be impregnated and gave birth. She turned them down, they do not know what they are talking about. She knew that her babies were contracted by the flying god herself, during a peaceful sunny day in the trees, when her virgin body was touched by the heavenly stroke that impregnated her.
How it changed her life... only days before her contact with the flying god, she has been devoted to feast and eventually die, where all her energies spent alive would be spent building a grand coffin for conceal herself inside for eternity, like all her friends.
Nobody in her tribe knew where they come from, although legend has it that they might be the descendants of the flying gods. All they knew that they somehow just appeared on this world huddled together, and their destination is to save enough energies to build a coffin for themselves. That they must do, however, nobody knew what lays beyond the coffin, it is said that one's mind will either cease or change so drastically, that should they ever emerge from the coffin again, they will not be able to tell or relate what has happened.
Mary felt she was saved from her race's common fate. She felt she had a real purpose now, her day more meaningful, her steps more steady. Her friends become afraid of her, and gradually moved away, they seem to fear something, but Mary knew that her mission is important, that the lost of her friends is all part of the sacrifice.
Time passed, and one day, Mary felt a great pain rippling across her body. She knew the day has come, and that the babies she bears is being born, and her legacy shall be fulfilled. Her body becomes rigid as wave and wave of pain flashed, while the babies emerged one by one. They were beautiful babies, plumb and chubby, and totally harmless.
To her amazement, the babies, as soon as they come about, begin to build coffins for themselves, Mary at first was startled to see that the babies she guarded for so long would choose death soon after they were born. However, she did not question the mysterious intentions of the flying god. Instead, she assisted the babies by putting her own coffin over theirs.
It seems like her mission is finished, but Mary choose to stay by the babies she worked so hard to nourish. Mary thought that either way is to die, she had already spent all her energies to care for these babies, that she does not have enough to make a coffin of her own, so she rather die by her babies. She guarded the coffin carefully, flinging away the intruders as they attempt to raid the tombs. Day by day she guarded the coffins, without eating or drinking, to fend away the invaders. Meanwhile, her friends all built their own coffins, and presumably rotted inside them, without any further purpose in this world. It seems that her entire world is surrounded by coffins, the coffins of her babies, the coffins of her friends.
Mary died without a coffin, she died bare in the trees, and just like the way she came, she is gone with nothing. Her friend's coffin emptied over time as hideous creatures emerged from them, but the babie's coffins were stirring as well...
One by one the coffins opened, and a group of flying god emerged from them. They looked at Mary's stiff dead body, and wept, for she had spent ages nourishing and guarding them, and that is more than their mother would ever do. With one last look, the flying gods swept into the air.
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