Don’t worry, I’m still around, I’m still writing. The holidays have not completely thrown my plans out the window. This piece took longer to finish than it seemed when I began. I’m still not completely happy with it, or where its eventual place in the grand scheme of things may be.
But it began with a writing prompt, found on the same page as the last:
Write about the very beginning of your fantasy world. Bonus points if you don’t infodump. Extra bonus points if you don’t just re-write Genesis.
A creation story! Or at least the beginning of one.
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“This is the how we understand the birth of our world, our planet, Dadreon,” Tai-Feht explained, and made a gesture over the surface of the looking glass. As he did, Lakeerae saw figures moving there…
In the beginning, Yargonae gathered all of his closest friends and family with his wife, Deshaen, close at his side. “I have brought you all together to share something wonderful. As you know, Deshaen and I have been unsuccessful in conceiving a child. Therefore we have created a planet from the tumbling debris of space.”
With great pride, Yargonae gestured to a drifting mass. It was only a ball of rotating rock, completely devoid of features upon its surface.
“We would like your help, with your various talents, in making this planet into something full of life. Something where creatures of various types can live and explore and love. They can be our ‘children.’”
The others gathered applauded and began to speak with great excitement.
Suriya was the first to step forward. She created a ball of fire to give the planet light and warmth. She set the planet to spinning around her sun, so that all corners of the planet could benefit from her gift.
Then, Umaesh formed two smaller objects to circle the planet, saying they would give the planet a smaller amount of light, by reflecting Suriya’s sun, onto the dark side of the planet. He also arranged the stars of the heavens into pleasing constellations, adding smaller lights to the planet’s sky that could only be seen when Suriya’s sun was away. That way, the inhabitants would never feel lost in the darkness.
Next, the quadruplets added their special gifts. Nystul shaped the rocky planet into hills and mountains and valleys. Hasdran gave the planet life-giving water–some he made fresh and drinkable and other, larger bodies he made salty. Joanhuzz blew air onto the planet, giving it atmosphere for living creatures to breath and gentle wind to kiss their faces. Lastly, Khusia brought fire and magma, giving the planet flowing life and means to change and grow, as well as giving the future inhabitants something to cook food and further light the darkness.
Zephaera bound the conflicting elements of the quadruplets and from them created weather for the planet. At her touch, rain fell, wind blew, and lightning crashed.
The twin sisters, Cassandra and Genivha brought green, growing things to the planet. They created everything from the tiny blades of growing grass, to trees that would grow to touch the heavens. Their younger sister, Mynna, then began creating all forms of animals to inhabit the various places created by the others. She went about her task gleefully, creating all shapes and sizes–animals that swam, crawled, flew; animals with fur or scales or skin.
Looking upon their combined creation, Yargonae felt something he had never known before–a pride, a satisfaction, a love. Knowing this world needed creatures to receive that love and to protect this creation. Yargonae led Deshaen closer to the planet. He pulled together some earth and some water and some air and some fire, and from these elements he created a draconic form.
Deshaen smiled at the creation and breathed life into it.
As the creature looked up, blinking its eyes for the first time, Yargonae also smiled. “Hello, my Rhaeger. You shall be known as the Father of Dragons and I task you with the greatest job of all–maintaining the very form and balance of this new planet, Dadreon. You shall do this with the help of your children…”
Yargonae created five more similar creatures from the same elements and as Deshaen kissed them awake, he began to greet and name them.
“Onyx, Sapphire, Emerald, Quartz, Ruby–you are the protectors of the very elements you were created from and the rulers of all you see. You shall protect this planet and its inhabitants, but not without help…”
Yargonae started again and from two trees, created the first two Sylvan. Once Deshaen had breathed life into them, they looked at their creators curiously. Yargonae said, “Assist the Dracolords. Protect everything green and growing and, in turn, everything that looks to those living things for food and protection.”
Lastly, Yargonae created a race of people who resembled many of Mynna’s birds, but these creatures he infused with a portion of his great mind. Once Deshaen gave them life, Yargonae greeted the first of the Avar with, “Assist the Dracolords. You have a portion of my own mind, and with it, great power. Your task is to remember. Your task is to make histories and protect those histories. Remember today, remember tomorrow, and remember them when they become yesterday.”
At this, Chentaur, Garther, and Dionnae stepped forward. “We have gifts,” they said in their eerie harmony. Yargonae and Deshaen stepped back and let the three forward. “Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, that is what Yargonae tasked you with, Avar. To help with that, we give our gifts of past, present, and future.” The Avar bowed and accepted the gift.
Tai-Feht gestured again, and the looking glass became misty and without focus. “Now you understand our place and why you were sent to us for our help in your task.”
Lakeerae nodded silently, still in awe at the visions that had appeared in the glass, but all of the answers she received left her with still more questions.
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