The Creation Myth

I. The Birth Of All

Pre-nothingness, pre-eternity, pre-existence.

The Evershaping - an invisible (to the mortal-bound eye) yet,

in truth,

undulating proto patternscape -

All eventualities of fate and destiny simultaneously nonexistent, ever-shifting, unchangeable.

This invariant stillness shifts because of you, the reader:

For when the boundless is beheld by those bound by time, the immortal is made mortal.

When eternity is viewed through the prism of mortality, the uncontainable finds a closed form -

And a closed form is what is needed for life to be: inhale must become exhale, life must become death.

For a thing to exist, the eternal circle must be closed.

The beginning, middle and end of a story, of a life, of a whole universe's origin...

Because of you, eternal stillness can no longer be - the next breath must be taken.

Humans cannot sit placidly, as eternal, all-knowing beings.

We are not the infinite, but interpreters of it. We are not the story - we are its tellers.

For us, something cannot simply sit still and be what it is, unchallenged and unchanged.

It is in our nature not to let something be.

We cannot hold something without turning it around in our hands, curiously, and wonder about its meaning, its origins, it’s truth.

And so, this eternal stasis begins to shift, change, morph...

...and with a great rumbling commotion, the vast eternities of all directions began to settle,

into what we now call the laws of physics, space and time.

The very first shape this takes is a vast lake, spreading into the infinite, quietly lapping into the cosmos.

Crawling out of this cosmic lake, a figure emerges...human-shaped, like you, it's beholder -

For both storyteller and story-listener will always see themselves in every tale.

II. The Primentity

This figure is known in Resonant Speech as Olvisutar, the one who is everything - an androgynous, featureless humanoid with ever-shifting, blue-red molten skin, rippling with eternally self-generating shapes - patterns.

Upon the shore of the cosmic lake, Olvisutar first looked out unto an infinite sea -

The nothingness-before-nothingness -

And was faced with the true unknown - the vastness beyond.

Olvisutar recognised itself as part of, yet separate, from it.

It then turned towards the lake, seeing itself once more - more clearly this time - in the reflecting,

rippling surface, so akin to the shapes rippling across its skin.

A feeling of kinship struck Olvisutar,

So it resolved to sit, and contemplate their oneness with both void and form.

This...was The First Meditation:

To centre oneself with, and as, the source of one's own creation, recognising that each of the three -

void, form, and we ourselves between the two - are one and the same.

This, The First Realisation*, also called The First Truth, was eludaya - of the concept of Duality.

Since there are no barriers between reality and imagination in this, the age before age began, at this very moment in our tale, this realisation manifests itself quite literally...


*Eleven other realisations, each with their own anthropomorphic form and accompanying effect on the nascent universe, followed, and their birth is recounted in The Dance & Death Of The Nascentities, a traditional Resonant threnody.

III. Form And Void

The realisation of duality as a concept causes everything in existence to be split into two, including Olvisutar. But they do not pass in sadness, for they know that their splitting in two just gave the universe its Spark Of Nascence: the two opposing stones of flint required to create the flame of life -

time, space, and everything else.

One half,

Ara, the feminine, joins with the infinite uncontainable void, and the other half,

Oro, the masculine, joins with the lake, the realm of physical form.

These two are both immediately drawn to, yet simultaneously repulsed by, one another.

And so begins the eternal tale - the masculine and feminine energies, evil and good, light and dark.

And they fight, and they dance, and they love, and they hate, and they find familiarity in each other, since each is polar absolute quintessence, yet they also find complete distance and unrelatabilty between them, since each is, quite definitionally, the furthest thing from the other.

A tumult of passion, love, revulsion, rejection, acceptance…

A whirring buzz of emotions, a mixture of opposites...chaos brought into order, order into chaos, forever. The alchemy...of life*.

Besides their inherent union-revulsion, 11 occurrences take place between Ara and Oro, embracing, dancing, loving and conflicting, all recounted in The Ever-Dance Of The Star Guardians, an ancient Resonant sonnet.

The push and pull of form and void births the fundamental laws of existence: gravity, positive and negative atoms...the eternity fluctuaings between the opposites.

Eight Great Clashes were had between the two lover-rivals,

And from each of these eight was born an elemental child.

IV. The Elements

The Elnaru, The Eternal Eight, born in that ancient age, were so named::

Ether, Zyrtha,

arbiter of elements,

emerged before all others.

Water, Kaedora,

bulwark and keeper,

diffused from formlessness.

Wind, Olusha,

speaker and traveller,

forever fleeting.

Fire, Vayar,

teacher and warrior,

fueller and destroyer.

Earth, Zayur,

fertility bringer,

bearer and provider.

Darkness, Dorthu,

backdrop and receiver,

unseen, unheard.

Light, Nayesh,

inner and outer,

all-permeating, all-knowing.

Reflection, Inuni,

ever the other,

never itself.

Eight fundamental forces, governed over by their eternal bearers, form and void.

By their bidding, each of the eight mated once with its seven sibling, each pairing birthing a new god, whose qualities were a blend of the two..

This resulted in the Twenty-Eight God Children, otherwise known as The Gods.

V. The Gods

Note: the true genders of the gods, if they indeed had any, have been lost to knowledge, and are thus assigned at random.

The Orolei, The Gods, emerged one by one, the very first life-sparks to grace the still-new world:

The union of Darkness and Light gave birth to The Goddess of Liminality,


Upon whose brow rests both burning light and deepest shadow.

The union of fire and light gave birth to The God of Lightning,


Hands are forever bound in a crackling storm, by his jealous father.

The union of earth and light gave birth to The Goddess of Crystals,


Whose crystal lips cut form from void itself, fated to challenge her great-ancestors, Ara and Oro.

The union of water and light gave birth to The God of Colours,


Whose serpentine tail and multitudinous arms made possible for him to paint the entire universe.

The union of wind and light gave birth to The Goddess of Joy,


A loving and jovial light upon the nascent darkness of the world.

The union of ether and light gave birth to The God of Dreams,


Whose craggy visage is as still and somniferous as a calm mountain range.

The union of reflection and light gave birth to The Goddess of Wisdom,


Whose lower body is three serpent heads, each foreknowing of past, present and future.

The union of fire and darkness gave birth to The God of Fury,


Whose flaming talons and beak are bound tight by the magical seal of her closest sibling.

The union of earth and darkness gave birth to The Goddess of Caves,


A monstrous union of snapping tortoise and cephalopod.

The union of water and darkness gave birth to The God of Lakes,


Along whose arms rivers flow, and in whose heart is kept captive a fiendish foe.

The union of wind and darkness gave birth to The Goddess of Trickery,


Whose eyes appear anywhere on their body, the better to spy on her siblings.

The union of ether and darkness gave birth to The God of Night,


With hair that is itself the void between space and time, guiding many to peril.

The union of reflection and darkness gave birth to The Goddess of Fear,


Beloved of Arkath, who hid his soul amongst the infinite.

The union of earth and fire gave birth to The God of Volcanoes,


Whose sword is the only thing preventing the end of the world.

The union of water and fire gave birth to The Goddess of Fog,


Realms of mist residing in each fingernail.

The union of wind and fire gave birth to The God of Warmth,


A blazing fire within his stomach, arms wide, benignly smiling.

The union of ether and fire gave birth to The Goddess of Unity,


Bearer of Scintilla, the clarion maiden of existence.

The union of reflection and fire gave birth to The God of Lust,


Aquiline countenance surrounded by many grasping, lustful hands.