"But it was cold and ungentle.
The Divine was again inspired.
And once more, drew a mighty breath
It was a deep and fiery breath
It was the breath of power.
The Air, the Water, the Earth, and the Fire fused.
And with them, the Divine again, imagined new forms, new shapes.
The forms of life, delicate shapes
And animals, flowers and trees filled the creation with warmth and longing.
Everything was dancing and singing, rumbling and fulminating.
And because everything was balanced, everything was perfect.
The First World was born.
And the Divine saw that, and it was good."
[Founders] “These threads are alive with the flickering flames of creation.”
Tied to Phaionios the Fourth Redeemer, the Archangel of Flame.