This post, along with the next few are going to be a little shorter than normal, but for good reason. These next few posts are going to introduce you to the world I have created, Dytin’s Stones. My series that is near and dear to my heart, as well as my hand. Without further ado, here is a piece of lore from Dytin’s Stones.

Legend speaks of the world known as Teva, a world fraught with conflict and peace, pain and triumph, victory and defeat, life and death. When the world was new and unshaped, the Architect known as Dytin set foot on her lands and carved her to his will. Where he clawed the ground, the forests grew. With the point of his finger, an ocean pooled. He waved his arms and the winds were born. He brushed off his shoulder and created the sands. He crushed together the mountains, and crumpled dirt within his hands, hurling it into space to create three moons. Soon Dytin’s heart longed for companionship, longed for someone to enjoy this world he had created. He called together the Sprites, the spirits of nature he had created. Twelve bodies came before him, each an element that held Dytin’s world together. He implored to his elements. “Make for me the people. Make the creatures that shall inhabit this world and thrive,” he then bestowed unto them the power to give life. Each Sprite devoted themselves to this task, and soon the world of Teva was exploding with living, breathing creatures. The races thrived, and flourished, and grew, and Dytin looked down at his world and smiled.