In the beginning, in a place far beyond the stars, there was the Mother and the Mother drifted among the infinite black space singing her soft song. Alas, the Mother was alone in the dark. To guide her through the space, she crafted the beautiful twinkling lights called stars, but after some time that was not enough. Then, she created the cosmos, brilliant displays of light and color to keep her company. But that was not enough. The Mother created music, and sang her soft song with new life but the universe still seemed empty. Her instruments were not enough, so she drew upon her harp and crafted into existence the gods. Her fingers drifted along the strings, each striking out a different tune that breathed life into a different being.
The twelve gods, fresh as babes, immediately fell into a deep slumber and the Mother began to work on different ways to entertain her children. She crafted a sun to help guide them and give them a sense of direction. With a huff of her breath, she let the stardust from her fingers flow out and form twelve separate planets. In her being she knew that this was good.
While the gods slumbered on galaxies of green, crimson, gold, and purple, something stole into the cosmic nursery on wings of black sin. The Mother sensed its presence and realizing it was not her creation, gave a large war cry. It retreated to the edges of the universe, just barely out of her sight and waited.
Each night, the Mother smiled down at the dormant gods and whispered soft promises to each one. The first six she had created were already large spirits, full in form and ready to burst forth. The last six were smaller and were in a deeper sleep. Even though there was an evil that lurked in the corners of their heaven, the Mother and her children were content with their paradise.
Each of the twelve gods dreamt of the planets they wished to form of both lava fields and icy tundra. Two of the gods, two sisters who slept side by side, dreamt of the planets they would form in unison: one a star planet filled with light, the other an unnatural beauty of roaming blues and forestry.
When it was time, the Mother awakened them, and oh how they leapt for joy! Each god squealed and bellowed and trampled with their own unique voice, eternally grateful for the life that the Mother had bestowed upon them. They called her Mother Universe, for she was their Universe. In the no longer dark space, they laughed and sang with her. Yet each god felt a calling to them from the empty planets begging for creation.
Mother Universe was left all by herself, but she was happy for her children and their search for happiness. With her golden harp, she sang songs out to them and observed their creations.
While the gods kept to themselves, the sisters wanted their planets to be in sync. Their wish was for their children to love one another as they loved each other. The other gods, finished with their work, hung onto clouds of stardust and watched their work. One of the sisters had a white planet lit up with starlight and large white mountains of ivory and silver. The other created the most beautiful, but biological planet, with rolling mountains of green, seas of blue, and endless skies with clouds. A large bridge was built between the two planets and lit up with stars to light the way for their children to visit each other.
Yet the god of nature, who had put all of her love within the planet, wanted more children than the ones she had already made. She wanted smaller beings to exist, with a conscience like themselves, who would not obey her every word.
“Why would you make children like that?” The gods cried out in shock, including her sister. “Your children are fine, do not give them children who could turn on you!” But her love for such little beings made her ignore them, and it scared the other gods. They all turned their cheeks at her scoffing, and she retreated to her children to fall into an unnatural way of existence.
Time passed and the planets all began to thrive healthily, especially the one with the little beings. With their god, they would visit the pale children on the star planet next to them and all was well. Each night, Mother Universe would emerge from behind the sun and sing her song where all the beasts and beings from all the planets would pause and listen.
But the thing that lingered at the edge of the universe saw this and wanted to destroy. It would put terror and fear on all the planets, creating nightmarish creatures to trouble the children of the gods.
When the thing attacked the planets of the sisters, causing turmoil and strife between the two, it tried to poison the earth of the planets with its blackness. With all the love in her heart, the god sacrificed herself in battle. Her star sister’s screams echoed throughout their plane of existence, and in sorrow she destroyed the bridge. Filled with wrath and blame towards her sister’s children and little beings, she condemned the planet. The tears that fell from her face gave the planet a great flood that drowned many of the creatures on it, and shooting stars were sent as a reminder that she was watching.
Mother Universe, enraged at the death of her children, chased after the thing into the depths of the space that were untouched, streaking the skies with orange and black with her fury. When she had gone, the emptiness of their world came closing in for with her disappearance, the gods realized that were left alone.
The remaining gods lived their own lives, and shunned their sister’s planet. In the still of darkness, Mother Universe still sang to her children at night of how their perfect heaven would someday still be. Yet, with bitter hearts and rejection, the gods turned away and her songs were lost. It is said that those who listen with the purest of hearts can still hear the Mother’s love crooning in the distance with sadness and love for her lost children…