There stood a great red-horned creature in the empty plains of creation, from which all things spawned. The creature knew not from whence it emerged, nor could it speak such knowledge, for it had yet to create all that would come to be known. In this plain, the bovine roamed, and in its path there took to root in the soil red grasses and shrubbery. The great herd of one continued to roam and grew hungry from its wistless wandering. It then crouched to consume the red, dry detritus which spurred from its steps.
The great cow then began to lick up the dust from the ground, making great towering trees of glass spur upwards from the dim and vast void plain. The beast’s tongue was so hot and raging-red that one such tree of glass began to emit a heat of its own. The mass became so warm and so hot that the cow began to sweat greatly, this was the first rain and made the seas. Irked by the intolerable heat, the cow kicked the burning form away with great force. As this glass shape was flung into
motion from the ground, it split into two great orbs and a
spattering of smaller lights. These things became the Sun, the Moon, and the Stars. And so it was that Creation began. ▲
