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In Eden’s bright meadow, Adam awakes on soft grass as newly created Eve smiles and offers her hand amid blooming lilies. A glowing presence of God hovers nearby, morning sunlight pouring through fruit trees.
God made a garden called Eden. 'Adam, care for my garden,' God said. Adam tended plants. 'You need a friend,' God whispered. Adam slept; God made Eve. 'Hello!' they greeted.
Beside the towering forbidden tree at Eden’s center, God gestures warningly while Adam and Eve stand attentive among vines and curious deer. Late-afternoon light bathes the garden, casting gold across ripening fruit and fluttering leaves.
God said, 'Eat any fruit, but not the special tree.' Adam nodded, 'We will obey.' Eve said, 'Let’s explore.' They named animals. Breezes whispered peace. They felt safe with God.
Under the dappled noon canopy, Eve reaches toward gleaming fruit as a sinuous green serpent coils around the forbidden tree, whispering near her ear. Adam stands nearby holding a bitten fruit, sunlight cutting through leaves onto their startled faces.
A serpent hissed, 'Try the special fruit; you’ll be wise.' Eve wondered, 'Is it good?' She tasted and shared with Adam. Suddenly they felt shy. 'Hide!' Adam whispered, slipping among trees.
At the leafy clearing’s edge, God confronts Adam and Eve wrapped in hastily tied fig leaves, both gazing downward. Soft evening light filters through branches, illuminating discarded fruit skins on the grass and the garden gate in the distance.
God called, 'Where are you?' Adam said, 'We were afraid.' God asked, 'Did you eat the fruit?' They admitted their mistake. God set consequences. 'We’ll listen,' they promised, walking toward tomorrow.