The new spark stretched, reaching its light toward the endless sky. It shivered with excitement, and other sparks nearby noticed it and did the same. Together, they began to shine brighter, their light mixing into new colors and patterns that had never existed before.
Worlds formed around them, not because they had to, but because they wanted to. Mountains rose like gentle hands, rivers curved like laughter, and winds danced as if playing a game. Every movement felt alive, as if the universe itself was smiling.
Aria's light touched another newborn world, soft and warm.
"They are learning to grow together," she said. "To make something new without needing to control it."
Fenric's silver fire shimmered alongside her, steady and calm.
"And in doing this," he said, "they find themselves in the process."
Laxin's grin stretched wide as he sent a wave of playful energy through the new worlds.
