The Endless

A long time ago, longer than any astral could ever hope to remember, the Endless was a dark and empty space. Empty of all things that we know of, such as life, matter, and light. The Mothers came together and decided to fill the Endless with their gifts, so that their children would have a place to thrive.   Lumari, Mother of the Lumasa filled the Endless with her light, so that we could see.   Terris, Mother the Turiki filled the Endless with her dust, so that we could build.   Hu'ahm, Mother of the Wasa’ava filled the Endless with her heat and fire, so that we could find reprieve from the cold.   And finally Arachia, Mother of we the Anarach, filled the Endless with her web, so that we would not drift too far, and that we would always be connected.   Together, the Mothers shaped the galaxy into a place where all their children could thrive. But there are still many things in the Endless that the Mothers did not create. The Dreamers are such things. The Dreamers, do not make their homes among the stars and dust as we do. They live on the many spinning spheres that are scattered across the Endless. We do not know where they came from, but they all must have their own mothers who created them. We know of them mostly, through their dreams. Their dreams drift out into the Endless, and sometimes get caught in the webs between stars.   On a small blue sphere, that circles around a great star, there lives a race of Dreamers. There is nothing particularly special about these Dreamers, for they cannot travel far from their home. But there is one who will.