"We all know the tales, know the lessons behind them, and some of us have even actually read them. But was the Garden really left by accident? Allow me to present to you an alternate version of the stories we know. I give you the tale of Why Eve Fell."

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“Adam, I do not think I am happy here,” said Eve as she laid upon her stomach in the lush green grass of Paradise, curling her long dark hair around her fingers.

“How can you not be happy here? God has provided us with everything we could want, even each other. Our lives are perfect.” Adam looked at her as she spoke, wondering what this woman could be going on about.

“But Adam, do you not wonder what is beyond here?” the woman asked as she glanced to her mate, hoping.

“I do not wonder, because I am grateful for what the Lord has given us. You should learn to be more grateful, Eve.” The first man leans back against a tree, closing his eyes. “Be content.”

Eve sighs and looks at him. She knew he did not understand. He never seemed to understand, no matter how hard she tried. It was no mystery why their god seemed to favor him more; Adam obeyed without question. “Adam?”

Her husband opens his brown eyes, the eyes that were just like hers and ran a hand through the dark hair that was just like hers. “What is it?”

Eve plucked a strand of grass from the carpet of green around her and began to turn it over in her fingers. “Did something happen before I was made? Was anyone else here?” Her focus leave her fingers to watch him.

Adam paused and looked unsettled for a moment. He was instructed to never talk about her, about the one who came before. He wished Eve would stop asking so many questions; she never used to do this. “No, of course not. You were made to love me because I was alone. Why?”

Eve shook her head before she rolled onto her side. She didn’t want to look at him right now. Adam was lying to her. It appeared she has been told quite a lot of lies in her relatively short life. She stood up and stretched before beginning to walk away. She glanced over her shoulder to see that Adam has closed his eyes again. He never worried about her. Why should he? There was nothing here to hurt her; there was not even anywhere for her to go.

She strode through the trees, leaving Adam far behind because wanted to be around someone who would tell her the truth. She walked into a clearing of the forbidden tree where a small river ran and stopped, looking around. This was where Eve met her for the first time.

“I told you he would lie to you, dear.” A smooth, female voice met her ears and Eve smiled as she turned around to see the woman who told the truth sitting on a rock near the stream, trailing a pale hand in the crystal blue water. She lifted her arms and held them out to Eve, who embraced the woman tightly for a moment.

“Why am I being lied to, Lilith?” Eve asked as she sat down in the grass near the rock. Lilith petted Eve’s dark hair with one hand.

“Because Adam thinks of no one but himself and asks no questions. His god has trained him to be that way.” Lilith responded, tracing a finger down Eve’s cheek.

Eve sighed and looked at the other woman, the true first woman. Lilith was different. Instead of dark hair and eyes, she bore long orange-red hair and eyes of icy blue. Her skin was pale, much unlike Eve’s own tan. Much unlike the manner of the garden, Lilith wore clothes. The garment was white and made of something called cloth which Lilith said could be made from the wool of sheep somehow. It wrapped around her pale skin, covering her from the shoulders to the knees

Eve had asked Lilith before why she wore clothes. The other woman had told her it was because Adam’s god thought she was a mistake because she was brave and sent her away. She said it was because if Adam’s god did not want to see her, she would not let him see her. Eve did not understand why Lilith had been sent away or why someone would not want to see her. Eve thought Lilith far more beautiful than herself and she knew much more. Why she would not be welcomed was beyond Eve. After all, she wanted Lilith around, so why wouldn’t Adam or his god, except for maybe the fact that Lilith’s existence proved that they lied. Eve sighed, resting her arms upon Lilith’s lap and her head in her arms. The god of Paradise played favorites, and that favorite was Adam.

“You do not lie to me like they do.” Eve said softly as she looked up at Lilith with her brown eyes, eyes just like Adam’s.

Lilith ran her pale fingers through the dark hair of the woman who was supposed to replace her. The outcast leaned down and pressed her lips to the top of Eve’s head affectionately. “No. I do not lie.” She whispered reassuringly.

Eve took one of Lilith’s hands in her own and pressed the pale palm against her own tanned cheek. “Adam only wants me around so he will not be alone. I am only here to make him happy and he does not care that I am not. There is no reason for him to care. I cannot leave him.”

Lilith stroked Eve’s cheek, feeling a tear drop onto her white fingers. “He did not make me happy either.” Her voice was hushed and calming.

“I feel like a prisoner in this paradise.” Eve said, her voice fractured with her sorrow. Lilith felt pity for this woman made to obey. She would free Eve from the shackles in her mind even if the prisoner was too afraid to leave her oasis-like jail.

“Hush, hush.” Lilith moved Eve’s head and stood up, looking down at the tear filled eyes of the mother of mankind. She knelt and pressed her lips to Eve’s forehead, her pale hand running through dark hair. “No crying. I am here.”

A hopeful smile spread over the face of Eve. Lilith made her feel free, like she could fly like the angels. Lilith gently closed Eve’s eyes with two fingers and wiped away her tears. There would be no sadness while Lilith was in the garden, not for Eve. “No crying.” Eve agreed quietly.

“That’s right.” Lilith smiled and knelt with Eve’s legs between her own. She leaned forward and kissed the cheek of the second attempt at perfection. Adam cried for his god’s help when she dominated him, but neither of them could stop her from topping Eve. The soft gasp that escaped the lips of the creature made from Adam’s rib and the faltering efforts of her tanned hand at the binding of Lilith’s clothing showed perfectly that there was no true resistance here either.

Lilith pressed against those gasping lips with her own. She guided Eve’s hands with her own pale ones, educating her wordlessly how do remove clothing. She would teach Eve many things before she was finished here, things the other woman did not know could be done. She pulls her lips away from Eve’s and watches as the brown eyes, the eyes like Adam’s, fluttered open hesitatingly. She spoke in a hushed, faltering voice, Adam’s god’s conditioning trying to keep its hold upon her. “Lilith, a woman belongs to her husb–”

The enchanting outcast kissed Eve’s lips again, quieting her reluctant protest as Lilith shifted forward and pressed her torso against Eve’s own. She ran her pale fingers down Eve’s spine as she kissed her throat. “I belong to no one anymore and I care that you are sad. I desire nothing more than to make you happy.” Her voice was gentle but coaxing as it met Eve’s ear. Lilith shifts to slide her fingers along the inside of Eve’s tanned thigh. “Would you not like to belong to me?”

The beautiful mistake smiled as Eve breathed a yes and laid down slowly in the lush grass of the garden. Adam’s woman was now hers and every successive gasp Lilith heard that day was confirmation that she was one step closer to her goal of depriving Adam, proving his god wrong, and gaining herself a lover all in one fell swoop.

Lilith took Eve in the garden of paradise and the creator of mankind took no notice, for at that time the brave Morning Star mounted his attack upon the throne of Heaven. One third of all the stars in Heaven rallied with the proud one and the war made the god of Adam’s omnipotent eye blind.