Here is the first little snippet of my world Galdenya that I am building through story and poem. I have been slowly growing this world for the better part of a year. This is just a tiny piece, a drop in an ocean, if you will.
Ilkahliel, nameless, void. The Void.
Awoke and spoke and heard no echo
Cried shinning tears in solitary sorrow
They cascaded down and all around
To Ilkahliel, The Void, they bound
And The Void first knew light.
Of the Creation. Penned by the hand of La’Tail, God of light, life and all green things that grow, during his time with the Vor’Dalee.