Beginning of the Time

The light glows bright as I wonder what to start with. I think on how things will work and decide that there needs to be a process to keep track of things. I grab a piece of light and stretch it out, weaving it together with a strand of nothing. I look at the strand in my fingers and try to figure out what is missing. I feel around in what is right and decide that the strand will be the base of what is for the world. I expand the time and allow it to burst outward, surrounding everything. 

Content with the way the time looks, I move on to create the plane of thought and being. I move forward along the time until I find a place filled with the needed resources to begin the base of the worlds. I Gather the substances together and join them in a celestial union, binding them together to create the beginning. 

The End

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