Finnos's young face smiled with glee, his mind coursing with ideas on what to create. He patiently waited his turn, however, knowing that without a sun his creations could never prosper. He lingered, suspended in mid-air, watching the earth take shape and form. Finnos regarded with admiration his siblings Ybris and Artis work, creating micro-organisms he would eventually bend to his will, forming creatures that would swim in the waters all about the earth, and roam upon the land his father formed. A childish laugh rang out in the void, as he was eager to start his task.