The Canticle of the Worlds

The Red world was a world of fire and hot to behold.

The Orange world was a place of moltan metal, also hot.

The Yellow world was a world of dust and sand.

The Green world was just right and home to all manner of plants.

The Blue world was a world of many waters.

The Indigo world was a world of Crystal and Jewels.

The Violet world was a world of Ice and Air and Cold.

And L’cn’Bok was pleased with the Green World,

For it had Granted more of its power

Than any of the others in the living form of plants.

And L’cn’Bok blessed the Green World

rising it above the others.

And L’cn’Bok was pleased with the Green World, for it had Granted more of its power than any of the others in the living form of plants. And L’cn’Bok blessed the Green World, rising it above the others.

And the Green World was pleased and created animals of all kinds that it might garner more pleasure.

The Blue World also created animals, similar to but not the same as the Green World.

The Red World was jealous and created the Mak-Ka-Ma, the creatures of living fire that would consume each other and all other things of the other worlds. Down it sent these creatures to the Green World to consume them, but L’cn’Bok intervened and cursed the Red World that it may never harm the creatures of the Green world without their permission.

The Blue world plead for her children as well, and L’cn’Bok was moved and heeded the cries of the Blue World, citing that the Mak-Ka-Ma or their ilk may never harm the children of the waters without the permission of the creatures of the Green World.

The Blue World begged that it be the permission of her own children but L’cn’Bok would not hear it.

The Orange World created the Mak-Ka-San, beings of fire and earth to create great and mighty temples to L’cn’Bok that they might worship him. L’cn’Bok found this worship odd, and demanded that they worship Action and Reaction instead. And they did so.

L’cn’Bok turned to the Yellow World and asked, “What will you make of your world?”

“Nothing” the Yellow World said.

L’cn’Bok was about to curse the Yellow World but the Yellow World said, “I am the reflection of the Suns. In my vastness, in my emptiness, there is a reflection of what came before.”

L’cn’Bok pondered this riddle and said no more.

L’cn’Bok turned to the Indigo world and asked, “What will you make of your world?”

The Indigo world replied that it did not know, for it was afraid to make a race for fear it would displease L’cn’Bok, but it was also afraid to do nothing for fear that it would displease him.

L’cn’Bok laughed and then asked what he should do then.

The Indigo world replied that it would simply do what the others did.

L’cn’Bok said that so it would be, and that thus the Indigo world and her children reflected the nature of the other worlds; each a color according to its own kind.

L’cn’Bok turned to the Violet world of Ice, and L’cn’Bok saw that it too, had quietly made the Mak-Ka-Fa, creatures of ice.

L’cn’Bok asked what they were doing and Violet said nothing.

L’cn’Bok grew angry because the Mak-Ka-Fa would not answer his questions, neither would the Violet world. L’cn’Bok could not understand, but he decided to take no chances and so cursed the Mak-Ka-Fa to be cursed like unto the Mak-Ka-Ma.

Still the Violet world said nothing.

Grunting in annoyance, L’cn’Bok returned to his slumber for a time and thus ended the first turning.

L'cinbok the First

And seven children did Sa and Fa create.
Seven children that were not children
But lesser children
From which the world would be forged
And time one after another would occur.
Each would have their age
Under which to shine in the sun
And then Sa and Fa
Would decide the fate
Of the world
And those who were in it.

And the first of them was L'cinbok
And he created Authority.
And by the Law of Authority
Did he bring matter into creation.
Seven worlds did he create
Seven colors from whence they came.
And each world did he deign command
To take form and shape
And to please him.

Time Turns, The House of the Sun

And so with
The House of the Sun
The Nesting Pair Resides
They forged a House
Of Great Power
Beauty and Solace
That they might rest
And View
The Creation Before Them
Time Began
Fa Action
Sa Reaction
Sa Action
Fa Reaction.
One at a time
They would take their turn
As the skies about them turned.
One Prophesy
One Destiny
To Shape The Land Beneath
About and Around.
And so the Foundation
For the World Was Laid.

The Forming of the World

And they were saddened.
For the space around them was silent.
And chaos waved upon
Their silence as waves upon the sea.
But this rhythm would not appease them.
They were lonely.
But they saw the shadows
Of what future children would wreak.
And they feared
Too much, too much to lose
Another son like Ob.
And so it was,
The decided for lesser children instead.
More than pets
Less than gods
Something in between.
They also knew
To protect themselves
And so they created
The Fringe of Creation
A great vast opaque dome
Through which one could see
The sun and the stars
And which could keep them
Safe from whatever chaos
Their lesser children
Might wreak inside.

Two Children

And they had two children,
Hil was dark and diseased.
She wanted all the world to be her own.
Ob was light and hope.
He joyed in the sun and stars
His parents had created.
And they loved their son
And were saddened by their daughter.
And Hil grew jealous.
And slew Ob.
Thus was Hope slain by
The Hopeslayer.
Astonished and apalled
At their daughter's behavior
The two bound Hil in chains
And cast her to the abyss
Where all those who worship darkness
May spend their eternal days.

Chaos Changes

And Fa realized that he was alone.
And this made him sad.
And so he made Sa.
Who was like him,
But wasn't.
And they became husband
And wife.
And time and seasons
Then came into being.
And they created the stars
Wherein they might court each other.
And Fa gave Sa the String of Desire.
And Sa gave Fa the Sun.
And they basked in the warth
Of each other's presence.

Chaos, The Dawning

In the beginning there was Chaos.
And chaos was everywhere,
And nowhere.
For the very concept of place was
And yet wasn't.
All thing that are,
Or were,
Or that could be
Or that would be
Lingered in its potential.
Chaos was the limit
Of definition.
Nothing could be smaller
Or more finitely infinite
It was the edge of all creation.
And there was darkness
That was not darkness
For the light was not distinguished
One thing from the other.
And from Chaos came Fa.
Fa was thought.
And so there was thought.
Fa was time
And so there was time.
Fa was sentience.
And so Fa knew that he was.
And Fa saw that he had power over chaos.
And it was good to him.