> Oh, blessed be the name of Elyon, one of the four angels of The God Bashiri. She is the angel of creation, the bringer of new life and wonder. Her very presence is like a gentle breeze on a spring day, and her touch can turn the coldest of hearts warm.
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> Elyon is a vision of beauty and grace, her long silver hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of light. Her eyes are like two sapphires, deep and clear, shining with a wisdom that is beyond our mortal understanding. Her wings are like those of an angel, pure and white, and when she spreads them, they seem to fill the sky with a radiance that cannot be described.
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> She has the gift of creation, and with it, she has brought forth wonders beyond our wildest imaginations. From the tiniest of creatures to the mightiest of beasts, all have been brought into being by her hand.
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> When Elyon speaks, her voice is like the sweetest of melodies, filling our souls with joy and peace. And when she smiles, it is as if the sun itself is shining upon us, dispelling all darkness and despair.
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> Truly, Elyon is a wonder to behold, a beacon of hope in a world that can sometimes seem dark and cold. May we always look to her with reverence and gratitude, for she is a true blessing from our beloved God Bashiri.
~An excerpt of a sermon by Kalleira a priest in the order of Elyon.
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World Location: A Mid-trunk Bough > Bashiri's Inner World
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ICEBIRD
1513 IF 4518:00
Elyon carried the egg with care, cradling it as if it were a precious treasure. The flaps of her wings were light, but her heart was heavy with anticipation. She knew that this egg was special. It glowed with a soft, silvery light, and she could feel the aether pulsing within it.
As she flew, the air around her grew colder and colder. Soon, she found herself standing on the edge of a frozen lake, the same one where she had found the Eternal Ice Egg not that long ago. She knew that this was the perfect place to hatch her own egg, where the magic of the frozen lake would infuse her new companion with its power.
With a deep breath, Elyon set the egg down on the ice. She knelt beside it, placing her hands on its smooth surface. She closed her eyes, focusing her mind on the aether within the egg. She could feel its energy stirring, growing stronger with each passing moment.
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the surface of the egg. Elyon's eyes flew open, and she watched in amazement as the egg began to hatch before her very eyes. A blast of icy wind blew across the lake, whipping Elyon's hair around her face.
The Icebird stretched its wings, shaking off the last bits of eggshell. It looked around, taking in its new surroundings. Elyon could feel its power, its majesty, as if it were a being born of the very elements themselves.
Elyon looked at the Icebird with hope in her heart. She had spent countless hours gathering the most precious materials from the farthest corners of the world to craft the perfect egg for it. She had poured all her love and devotion into the egg, hoping that it would hatch into a creature powerful enough to catch up with the Firebird that she had already brought to the ever-burning volcano.
As she gazed at the majestic Icebird, she saw in its eyes a glimmer of something that she couldn't quite describe. Was it recognition? Gratitude? Elyon wasn't sure, but she knew that whatever it was, it made her heart swell with joy.
She watched as the Icebird stretched its wings, testing them for the first time. They were beautiful and glistening with the power of the aether that Elyon had infused into the egg. She could only imagine the speed and grace with which the Icebird would be able to fly.
As the Icebird broke through the fragile shell of its egg, it let out a piercing chirp, signalling its arrival to the world. Its eyes flickered open, revealing bright, curious orbs that darted around, taking in the vast expanse of the frozen tundra that surrounded it.
The air was crisp and refreshing, invigorating the young hatchling as it gingerly stretched its wings. The Icebird's feathers, a delicate shade of pale blue, shimmered like diamonds in the sunlight, reflecting the pure essence of the world around it.
As it took its first steps, the Icebird felt the crunch of the snow beneath its talons, relishing in the sensation of its new environment. The world was a vast canvas of white, stretching out for miles in every direction, with only the occasional frozen tree or barren rock jutting out of the endless expanse.
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The world was vast and filled with wonder as the newly hatched Icebird opened its eyes for the very first time. The world outside of its egg was a place of endless possibilities and uncharted territories, all waiting to be explored. The frigid air that flowed around the Icebird was bracing, yet refreshing, a welcome change from the comfort of its shell.
As the Icebird's pale blue feathers shone in the light of the sun, it couldn't help but feel a powerful urge pulling it forward, guiding it towards a figure that stood out in the distance. It was Elyon, the one who had created it and given it life. The Icebird knew with every fiber of its being that she was its mother.
It jumped, flapped and waddled its way towards Elyon, the woman who had brought it into existence, its heart racing with excitement at the prospect of meeting her for the first time.
With each hop and wing flap, the Icebird felt a sense of joy and anticipation building within it. It had been born only moments ago, yet it already felt a strong connection to the woman it now approached. As it drew closer, it could see the warmth in Elyon's eyes, and the Icebird knew that it was safe in her presence.
As it drew closer, the Icebird let out a cry of joy, a sound that echoed across the frozen tundra. Elyon's eyes widened with amazement as she saw the creature heading towards her. And as the Icebird landed gracefully at her feet, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pride.
The Icebird's heart thumped in its chest as it waddled closer to Elyon, its tiny feet leaving soft imprints in the snow. Its wings fluttered rapidly, as if trying to lift the bird off the ground and carry it to its new mother. As it approached, Elyon crouched down and held out her hand.
The Icebird nuzzled its beak into Elyon's hand, and she stroked its soft feathers with a gentle touch. The Icebird let out a contented chirp as it hopped onto Elyon's hand, feeling safe and loved in Elyon's care.
Elyon smiled, marvelling at the tiny creature in her palm. The Icebird's feathers were a beautiful shade of pale blue, and they sparkled like diamonds in the sunlight. Its eyes were bright and curious, taking in the world around it with wonder.
"Welcome to the world, little one," she said, her voice filled with warmth and love. "You're going to do great things."
Elyon gazed down at the Icebird with curious eyes, wondering if the young creature had the ability to fly yet. As she watched, the Icebird stretched its wings and flapped them tentatively, its feathers rustling in the breeze. Elyon could sense the eagerness in the Icebird's movements, the desire to take to the air and explore its new world.
With a gentle smile, Elyon leaned down and whispered to the Icebird, "Do you want to fly, little one?" The Icebird let out a chirp in response, its eyes shining with anticipation. Elyon could sense the raw potential within the creature, the untapped power that awaited discovery.
She took a step back and watched as the Icebird gathered its courage, preparing to take flight. With a mighty leap, the Icebird launched itself into the air, its wings beating rapidly as it soared higher and higher. Elyon watched in awe as the Icebird circled above her, its pale blue feathers shimmering in the sunlight.
Elyon gasped in amazement as the Icebird took to the sky with effortless grace, its wings beating the air with a newfound strength. The Icebird was a natural flyer, soaring and swooping with an agility that was beyond its young age. Elyon watched in awe as the Icebird executed a series of acrobatic maneuvers, flipping and turning in the air with ease.
The Icebird's feathers glittered in the sunlight, reflecting the icy beauty of its surroundings. As it flew higher and higher, the Icebird let out a joyous cry, its voice echoing through the frozen landscape. Elyon couldn't help but smile at the sight, feeling a sense of pride for the creature she had brought into existence.
As the Icebird glided gracefully back down to the ground, Elyon approached it, extending her hand. The Icebird nuzzled against her palm, its eyes sparkling with a sense of wonder and affection.
"Amazing," Elyon whispered, gazing into the Icebird's bright blue eyes. "You're a natural flyer."
As the Icebird flew, Elyon called out to it, wondering if it would respond. To her surprise, the Icebird turned its head towards her and let out a soft chirp. It was a sound that was filled with joy and excitement, and Elyon couldn't help but smile.
She wondered how it was possible that the Icebird could already understand her words, as it had only just hatched from its egg. But then again, the Icebird was no ordinary creature. It was a being of ice and aether, imbued with her understanding of the life law as a world tree spirit of creation.
As Elyon held the Icebird close to her chest, she could feel its warmth and the softness of its feathers against her skin. The Icebird's eyes sparkled with joy and trust, as if it knew that it was safe and loved in Elyon's embrace.
Elyon couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and gratitude towards the little Icebird. She knew that it was a rare and special creature, with its pale blue feathers and ability to fly so soon after hatching. It was as if fate had brought them together, and Elyon was determined to protect and care for the Icebird with all her heart.
The Icebird snuggled closer to Elyon, chirping softly and nuzzling its head against her chest. It was a moment of pure contentment and happiness, and Elyon felt her heart swell with love for the tiny creature.
The Icebird nestled into Elyon's arms, feeling safe and warm. It knew that this woman was its mother, the one who had brought it into existence and would show it the ways of the world. As it looked up at her with its bright, curious eyes, the Icebird couldn't help but feel grateful for her presence.
It let out a contented chirp, happy to be back in Elyon's embrace. With her, it felt like it had found its place in the world, and it knew that it would always be loved.
The Icebird closed its eyes, letting out a soft sigh as it basked in the warmth of Elyon's love. It was a feeling like no other, one that filled the Icebird's heart with joy and contentment.
As it drifted off into a peaceful slumber, the Icebird knew that it had much to learn and discover in the world. But for now, in this moment, it was content to rest in the loving arms of its mother.