[centre][colour=lightblue][h2]Solumna Awakes, Naschya is Created[/h2][/colour][/centre]

The north stirred. The formless clay of creation began to take shape, but its shape did not much change. No life emerged, no heat appeared, and no mountains or valleys were built or carved. Instead, a frozen tundra began to appear unto the world, piece by piece, gradually taking its shape as the colourless and shapeless matter of Alnaeus was slowly claimed and turned by a new god. Solumna had awoken, and wasted no time in changing the plane to their own design, such that it could not be deigned whether this new god spawned their home or their home spawned this new god. Whatever the order, the north of the main continent of the world would be Solumna's snowy sandbox.

The flatness came first. Divine energy dispersed from the northern tip of the land, from Solumna's own mile high icy pillar, and spread down and throughout the world. The warping shapelessness of pure creation changed, solidified into a flat expanse of emptiness, devoid of warmth or vegetation. Only after the world was shaped did the cold come in—bitterly frigid wins, sweeping in from the north, spreading all across this new realm and bringing with them a blizzard of titanic proportions. Snow littered the earth here, and the soil, so new to its life, was turned forever into permafrost, as cold and as hard as solid ice against the feet of whoever would come to tread on it.

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The changing did not end there. In places, ice accumulated, seeming to rise from the ground as much as to accumulate from the clouds above: gigantic pillars of ice—frozen obelisks in the form of Solumna themself—sprouting all over the terrain, breaking up the flat, cold emptiness with the stark beauty that Solumna most appreciated. These would be their signifier. This land would be the land of Solumna, and the icy pillar would be the symbol of both.

The name 'Naschya' echoed throughout creation, emanating from these pillars and snaking throughout them with the wind, calling out to all the gods and goddess the name of this new land. The frozen tundra of Naschya and its pillars of snow and ice would now permanently affix the landscape of creation, embedding with them Solumna's power and presence in this less-and-less-new experiment of Alnaeus. Solumna had emerged as a deity, and Naschya its earthly domain; created in its own image to forever mark the arrival of the god of ice and solitude.

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Still, it was not yet finished. Still, the flat expanse of land began to formulate, the cold and the wind expanding ever more. Naschya was not yet bestowed of all that expanse of creation that was owed it, and Solumna would not cease until it was done. Her grand edifice would tower over Naschya, and Naschya would envelop all of creation that it willed to envelop. The task was not yet complete, and for hundreds of years more it would continue. All until Solumna was satisfied that no other god could mark themselves upon the earth near to his tower. Solitude would be his contentment. The quiet would be her beautiful song.