Before existence there was the great void, and in the void existing and not existing lay four pair of closed dreaming eyes.
The first entity dreamed of deep blues, floating in a sea of cool and warm currents, the natural to and fro motion alien to the void, making her dreams fantastical in nature. Her thoughts were the first waters, deep oceans with cradling motion and gentle coolness.
The first entity dreamed of deep blues, floating in a sea of cool and warm currents, the natural to and fro motion alien to the void, making her dreams fantastical in nature. Her thoughts were the first waters, deep oceans with cradling motion and gentle coolness.
The second pair of closed eyes thoughts were not of floating, but of rather of standing, walking sitting, not moving not floating and of solid earth. Free from the insubstantial surroundings of the void. Deep greens and tall browns, speckles of colors and natural patterns. His dreams were the first forests, the flora and grasses.
Another pair of eyes dreamed simply of sensation. Of movement, through emptiness which was not truly empty. Flying, dipping and wheeling, constant sound rushing to take the place of a constant void, a soft whistle of noise, a harsh roar, gliding and manipulating the emptiness that wasn't empty. Her dreams were the first wind, breezes, thermals and harsh storms.
The last entity dreamed of warmth, dancing and moving, light of birth and destruction. Powerful and deadly beauty in red, orange and yellow. His dreams were the first fires, the warmth of life and the flames of death and rebirth.
For no length of time and forever the eyes existed and dreamed until the last pair of eyes burst open, and from his dreams, so powerful and vivid for seeing something that had never existed, birthed the sun. Large and slowly spinning, the fiery orb lit the void and transformed it into space. The new light illuminated the four figures. Each distinct in their differences but with two general forms. The newly born gods rejoiced in their new sight and reveled in the reality of one of their dream.
Eagerly the three remaining rushed through space to create an orb of their dreams. The god who dreamed of green things and dirt had no trouble with a solid orb of earth, so different from the void, now space, it floated gently and perfectly. The goddess who dreamed of oceans however could not get an orb of her dreamed element to stay in a perfect shape all on its own. She moved to her brother of earth and begged for the secret. The god of earth showed her how he had managed it, and only while the orb held her full attention did it remain floating and perfect like her dreams, the moment she turned to share her joy of its creation it disappeared in space. The goddess of wind comforted her as best she could, for she couldn't get her rushing wind element to stay an orb.
The god of earth looked to his orb once more and with a great hand, remolded it to include many ribbons and spots, and a great basin. He caught the tears of his sister and placed them in the great basin, but they would not remain there either. The god of fire dived into the center of the orb and filled its middle with the hot fire like the sun which was so suited to staying in a round shape and keeping its flames.
His dive into the land created the first volcano, which erupted in the emptiness of the great basin and harmed none of the green life on land. The god of earth again caught the tears of water and placed them in the great basin. This time the water clung to the earth and in joy the two brothers showed their work to the weeping sister. Her last tear dropped into the great basin and excitement ran through the assembled gods once more.
The goddess of wind pressed her element to the outer edge of her brothers' and sister's orb, finding that this rushing nothingness which was something also clung to the earth and water because of the fiery innards of the ball of earth.
The god of earth created more of his trees, flowers, grasses and mountains. He even gave his sister plants in the great waters of earth, reeds and long green grasses. The god of fire contented himself to sleep in the center of the hallowed earth, surrounded by his brother's and sister's creations and immersed in his own. The goddess of wind enjoyed the wheeling sensation of flight for a long time before she became envious of her brother and sister, still enjoying the happiness of creation. She wished she could create more wonders in her dance of rushing air.
Her feverish dance swirled and swirled until her envy and desire birthed the first tornado, it ripped apart some of the greenery below before the goddess, entranced entirely by her dance and thoughts, realized. The god of earth's anger was immense, and the entire planet shook and some parts even cracked in his anger, more volcanos sprung up in his fit of rage and burned even more parts of his glorious creation.
Thus earth declared that water was the giver of life for all things that lived on land. The goddess of wind apologized profusely, and offered in peace to carry the water to all places around the land that were not right next to water. So began rain and storms.
And so for no time at all and forever the four deities were satisfied with their creations. The goddess of Water fell to the dreaming slumber after the god of Fire, then the Wind, and finally Earth.
The goddess of Wind was the first to stir. From the dreaming haze of her second slumber, her lonliness, sprang beautiful feathered creatures who could ride the wind with graceful wings and light bodies. All diffrent colors of plumage and sizes sprang from her eyes, fingertips, and ends of her hair. Doves, cardinals, sparrows, eagles... on and on her creations spilled into the new earth, and the creatures of Flight were first.
The goddess of Water was the second to wake. Her second slumber birthed large schools of fish, colorful and sleek, slipping through the water with ease as they made their homes among the coasts and deep ocean beds of the water. Tiny fish, turtles, sharks, dolphins and whales all sprang up from the sands of deep ocean floor.
Next the god of earth awakened, and he birthed creatures of the land, each suited to speficic areas of the land he had created so not to over crowd them. From the smallest mouse to the largest elephant, the god of earth molded them of dirt and breathed life into each of the multitudes of diffrent types of animals.
Last the god of fire opened his lonely eyes, and left his home in the center of the earth out the world's first volcano and went to speak with his siblings. "I dream of something that I alone can not create." He told them, his voice sorrowful. The three remaining gods looked at each other confused, nothing in their wildest imagination had been denied theirs to create, raptly they listened to their brother describe a creation in the basic likeness of them, one molded of earth, with water and warmth inside and dependent on the breath of wind to live.
A creation of all four of the elements. With wide eyes the four gods descended to earth to try and shape these beings. The god of Fire steadily molded a mound of earth into the likeness of his brother, the goddess of Water slowly traced water along down each finger, arm, and leg. Earth brought the spark of life and Wind blew gently into its mouth. Much slower the assembled gods created only hundreds of these beings. Each was from a unique spot of soil of the earth and each looked slightly diffrent and after each one the assembled deities looked more and more exhausted.
The newborn humans looked upon the assembled gods and goddesses, and kneeled, praising them and all their creative powers. Slightly revitalized, the god of Earth wrapped himself in a large oak tree, the biggest tree on all of earth. The people shouted out in amazement, and all proclaimed this god "Heartwood!" Transforming her human legs a tail of a large fish, the goddess of Water slipped into the great basin with a splash to sleep among the reeds and schools of fish. "Sea Mother!" The newly human cried together. The goddess of Wind walked into the sky and lay down around it like a blanket obscuring nothing but creating a obvious protection for the little planet. "Our Guardian!" the assembled declared as one. And before the god of Fire climbed into the top of a volcano he turned to his the reality of his dreams and gave them one last gift, the gift of fire. "The Light-Giver" his children thanked and named him in one voice.
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