The Maker

There was no word/For heaven or for earth, for sea or sky./All that existed was silence./Then the Voice of the Maker rang out,/The first Word,/And His Word became all that might be:/Dream and idea, hope and fear,/Endless possibilities./And from it made his firstborn./And he said to them:/In My image I forge you,/To you I give dominion/Over all that exists./By your will/May all things be done. / Then in the center of heaven/He called forth/A city with towers of gold,/streets with music for cobblestones,/And banners which flew without wind./There, He dwelled, waiting/To see the wonders/His children would create. / The children of the Maker gathered/Before his golden throne/And sang hymns of praise unending./But their songs/Were the songs of the cobblestones./They shone with the golden light/Reflected from the Maker’s throne./They held forth the banners/That flew on their own. / And the Voice of the Maker shook the Fade/Saying: In My image I have wrought/My firstborn. You have been given dominion/Over all that exists. By your will/All things are done./Yet you do nothing. /The realm I have given you/Is formless, ever-changing. / And He knew he had wrought amiss./So the Maker turned from his firstborn/And took from the Fade/A measure of its living flesh/And placed it apart from the Spirits, and spoke to it, saying:/Here, I decree/Opposition in all things:/For earth, sky/For winter, summer/For darkness, Light./By My Will alone is Balance sundered/And the world given new life. / And no longer was it formless, ever-changing,/But held fast, immutable,/With Words for heaven and for earth, sea and sky./At last did the Maker/From the living world/Make men. Immutable, as the substance of the earth,/With souls made of dream and idea, hope and fear,/Endless possibilities. / Then the Maker said:/To you, my second-born, I grant this gift:/In your heart shall burn/An unquenchable flame/All-consuming, and never satisfied./From the Fade I crafted you,/And to the Fade you shall return/Each night in dreams/That you may always remember me. / And then the Maker sealed the gates/Of the Golden City/And there, He dwelled, waiting/To see the wonders/His children would create. / –Threnodies 5:1-8.

Location(s):

• Castle Cousland – Received from Mother Mallol in chapel during Human Noble origin story
• Circle Tower (Senior Mage Quarters) – Received upon inspection of bookcase during Magi origin story
• Lothering (Chantry) – Received after hearing the chanters