[She waits patiently for Ami to get comfortable before starting, giving a dramatic flourish with her hands.]
My world was shapeless once. It existed, but was without life and character. That is when the three gods came. The first was Ulbrech.
[She stands, her back hunched, her hands splayed before her like huge claws.]
A great and lumbering beast, he rose from the ground, his back the highest of mountains. As he walked the world, he would shake off pieces of himself to become the hills and mountains, eventually making the valleys and the highlands. The fur that fell from his back buried into the ground, and became the trees. As he walked, the second appeared: Ulneft.
[She wriggles her arms like snakes, darting between the imaginary hills and valleys.]
Not at all like Ulbrech, Ulneft was fast. Their many feet cut into the ground, their tail becoming the rivers. When tired, they would curl for a nap, and form the ocean. And then they would sprint again, weaving across the plains. Their speed made the canyons, and where they have not yet been, the deserts. As the world below was made, so was the sky above by the third to appear: Ulfrith.
[She brings her hands above her, and with another flourish, she brings them together and moves her fingers like wings.]
Her wings became the clouds, each beat of them the wind. She gave us the light in her eyes, and the night when they are closed.
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My world was shapeless once. It existed, but was without life and character. That is when the three gods came. The first was Ulbrech.
[She stands, her back hunched, her hands splayed before her like huge claws.]
A great and lumbering beast, he rose from the ground, his back the highest of mountains. As he walked the world, he would shake off pieces of himself to become the hills and mountains, eventually making the valleys and the highlands. The fur that fell from his back buried into the ground, and became the trees. As he walked, the second appeared: Ulneft.
[She wriggles her arms like snakes, darting between the imaginary hills and valleys.]
Not at all like Ulbrech, Ulneft was fast. Their many feet cut into the ground, their tail becoming the rivers. When tired, they would curl for a nap, and form the ocean. And then they would sprint again, weaving across the plains. Their speed made the canyons, and where they have not yet been, the deserts. As the world below was made, so was the sky above by the third to appear: Ulfrith.
[She brings her hands above her, and with another flourish, she brings them together and moves her fingers like wings.]
Her wings became the clouds, each beat of them the wind. She gave us the light in her eyes, and the night when they are closed.
[She pauses there for effect.]