Children of Aya Moving
BoA Part 1
She traveled, looking on the worlds of others, seeing their suffering, their pain. Many worlds longed to feel the touch of their creators, to know Them and speak with Them, but many refused, either from arrogance or cruelty. Some worlds continued, begging for Gods that had long been gone, left like orphans to fend for themselves in a vastness they could not comprehend. Aya wept to see the pain these creatures felt, and vowed, when the time was right, to make a world where She could always be found.
And so she learned and grew, all the while thinking of how She wanted to create the world. That is when She stumbled across Estiel, who like her, did not yet have a world of His own. He too felt sorrow for the Godless worlds. They soon joined together, never wishing to part, their essences joining to make one being of two, Aya and Estiel.
And so they created Astaire, starting with a single mountain and branching out from the center. As they created, the energies of creation spawned off small lights of their own, their first children. Kurat, born when the ground was made. Ug’gai, born when the ground was covered in water. Aaon, born when the ground and water were covered with air. These three were the first of many, joined together to form the world.
Aya wept in the arms of Her love when she saw what she could do. From her tears came Luna, who promised to always give Her word to Her children.
Then Aya took a piece of her light and placed in the world, and from it grew plants. From the wishes of the plants grew Nit’tas, who offered her hand in help to make animals. Aya gladly took it, and all animals were made.
While Aya took pleasure in the detailed act of creating, Estiel sat back, waiting. He did not care to watch animals or carve out a people-less rock.
Finally, Aya was ready, and She took His hand. Together they populated the world with children. They thrived together for centuries, never knowing pain or suffering. It was Estiel’s wish to keep them in a state of happiness, but Aya began to grieve for them, for while they were happy, they were not able to make decisions for themselves. Their arguments split the rocks, causing fear and wailing in the hearts of their innocent children. Estiel looked down at it and enjoyed the power He had over them. Aya saw this, and feared for the safety of her children should they continue. And thus they battled, and a year long storm engulfed Astaire, the people unable to feel or hear their makers.
In the vastness they fought, ripping and tearing at their very essences, their love for each other fueling the fires. Finally Aya ripped into Estiel, and her light shined down on him as He fell. She could see His true face, warped and twisted in a mask of arrogance and thirst for power. She cast Him out, locking him away in an abandoned world bereft of life long quelched by war and spiritual famine.
While sorrowful for love lost, She also rejoiced in the creation of Her first people, children made by Her and only Her. They were the Ayan. Her light shines in the hearts of us all, Ayan or otherwise, a sign of Her love for us as we stumble through life. Search yourself, ask for help, and you will not be alone. In these pages are the teachings of her church, organized to assist new followers of any age or race in understanding the path we all must take. Aya be with you.