A creation myth

In the beginning there was naught. A cold, peaceful abyss. It was endless as it was eternal. Immeasurable eons would pass and nothing would change, stagnant and empty.
There was one moment in this unmeasured time when the unchanging changed. One might say this is the second time began. There was a spark, a light. This light went more eons until a consciousness grew within it. It began to wonder and think. This light began to travel the emptiness and it grew sad. It grew lonely. Out of this solitude, it created the cosmos’ first sound, and this sound brought to life three more beings. We call these beings “Scribna”, the goddess of thought, “Sonos”, the god of sound, and “Muse”, The goddess of imagination.
These gods gave the light it’s own name. They called it “Deity”. Deity delighted in it’s new children and companions and they, together, began the creation of the world as we know it.
Scribna created the earth and from that, crafted birds and beasts to fill it. She took the hide of one of the beasts and created a journal from that that never ends. From a bird, she plucked a feather and took the blood from the beast to make ink. Using that book wrote the hills and sands and mountains.
Sonos sang life into the beasts his sister created. He sang the oceans and waves into being. His voice created the clouds above and the wind in our hairs. He spoke the grasses unto the hills and plains and the magma into the volcanoes.
Muse took a branch from a tree and with this sacred branch, she drew the most precious of their creations into the world. She drew the outline of the first man and woman into the sands on a beach. She asked Scribna for assistance to bring them into existence and her sister took her journal and wrote the descriptions of them and as she wrote, they began to rise from the sands, taking on their distinct attributions. Though they were still missing something. They asked their brother to give them the gift of life.
He did not want to, after he read Scribna’s descriptions of them. He did not want to give them the freedoms that they were to be granted. He wanted them to have the most basic of intelligence, as was with the beasts of the land and the birds of the skies and the fish of the seas. His sisters begged him to, saying that this would be the only creation they made together. The humans would be the amalgamation of their combined powers and therefore would be the most sacred creatures in the world.
Sonos eventually acquiesced and sang into their creations the most sacred gifts he could give them. He gave them souls and free will. He declared that since he gave them the gift of life, he would name them “Ask”, the man, and “Embla”, the woman.
The gods gave the humans the task of creating the rest of the world, to live and to prosper. And they did so. They created small villages, cities, even kingdoms. They created art, and stories, and music. They were truly beauteous creatures, indeed.
A darkness began to form, however, as no beautiful thing can ever go unsullied. This darkness creeped into one of the gods’ hearts. Sonos began to become jealous of their children and started to give them more direct commands. He began to see himself as their supreme leader.
His sisters asked him to stand aside and let the humans live, but once he felt the power he took, he wanted more. He commanded the humans to attack his sisters. Thus began the The First War. This war raged for one thousand years until Scribna and Muse turned some humans against their master and defeated Sonos and his human legions.
They sealed him away deep beneath the Sea of Songs, where he still remains. He lay there, singing his songs, and speaking his will. He lay there, creating new things that can only live in the deepest of depths and can not survive the light of day. He lay there, where he must stay for eternity.