The Creation
Celestial
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The Unknown Being breathes life into the hunk of rock that will be Eiria. His fingers painting across the lands crafting the rivers, lakes, and forests. Hand digging and forming things into large pits and high peaks. Finally dusting the high peaks over with snow and ice.
Not that any mortal really knows about this time as they were not formed by the Unknown Being. It would have been described as watching an artisan painting a world on a canvas or a sculptor crafting a new perfect figure. Even though he would never name the places he made he would enjoy the beauty of what he created. Finding solace and comfort in his work and for the moment content with it as it was.