Wither - A Dalmerian Tale

~ Excerpt from the Scroll of Creation - 10A1 ~

In the beginning, all was dark and barren. Nothing lived or breathed, and the world was an empty husk.

Then, She came. Born from the shadows, She emerged into the world.

Night.

She walked a desolate land, and her life was one of sorrow and loneliness. She wept in her solitude, and gathered the tears in her undying hands, and wished and hoped for company, for life and joy.

From her wish, came Day.

The world bathed in light, and Night no longer felt alone, now that Day had come to her aid. Together, they traversed the barren landscape for decades, marveling both in the warm light of Day, and the cradling shadows of Night.

Slowly, they filled the world with the seeds of their creation, the once barren and dead land now teeming with purest green, yet still no life.

And just as Night had done before her, Day felt loneliness seep into her, and she felt a longing she'd never known before. She longed to bring life and happiness to the world, and she wept when Night wasn't watching her.

From her wish, came Sorrow. The first man.

Day and Sorrow fell deeply in love, much to the dismay of Night, who had also taken a liking to the new face among them.

In secret she sated her carnal lusts with Sorrow, and soon found herself with child, much as her friend Day.

They bore sisters, Dusk and Dawn, whom they raised together despite Night's betrayal.

But as the children grew older, Dusk and Dawn came to feel lonely and restless, and they both wished for new playmates.

From their wish came the Apostles.

There was the Apostle of Spring.

The Apostle of Summer.

The Apostle of Fall.

And the Apostle of Winter.

They changed the world at the whim of the children, and they never wanted anymore.

With the aid of the children, the Apostles created new life, beings that could wander freely in the world that they had shaped together, and that life grew and flourished.

But then came a day when Sorrow became weak. Night and Day feared for his life, and their children mourned for the possible future they would face.

Day couldn't stand to see his suffering any longer, and so she created a chalice from her own hair, spun from silk into unbreakable gold. To save her loved one from anymore pain, she sealed his eternal soul within the chalice, where her magic would forever guard him and keep him safe.

She did what she could and tried her best to live her life at peace with her children. She never wished for another man, knowing full well that no man could ever take the place of Sorrow.

Unbeknownst to Day, Night stole away with the chalice, and hid it far away from the world in a place darker than her own shadows.

And there she remained for all eternity, and there she still remains, watching over the soul of the man she loved, but could never have.