The world was a cold marble, hurtling through black vastnesses.

The goddess came to the world, alighting on the ice-sheets that covered it from pole to pole. She saw the empty wastes around her, and pitied the snow-bound and lifeless rock.

The goddess spoke:

"With fire I awake you"

Dormant fires awoke within the earth. Molten rock was thrown onto frozen plains, while smoke and ashes hid the sun and the stars. Slowly the ice melted: oceans drew breath, and light fell on dry fields for the first time.

Again the goddess spoke:

"With children I bless you"

Life first grew within the oceans, and then it burst onto surface lands. Life took wild and wonderful forms, all of which were pleasant to the goddess. For a long time she gazed upon the ever-changing patterns, but in the end she felt alone among voiceless creatures.

A third time the goddess spoke:

"With the spark I ennoble you"

And from the multitudes arose humans, mirdain, alfar, dwarves, mahirim and orks. They offered prayers to the goddess, and she shone her love and wisdom upon them.