Burning with the might of a thousand suns, a single being of light stood out within the darkness of the void. A fire so mighty, so bright, full of life and tenacity.
Ever-changing, full of life, maybe even the source of all life. The fire was bright, and consisted of every color in the universe. A rainbow of incandescent flame.
It took the form of a bird, two large wings which held fiery claws at the very end, capable of burning a world in seconds if it chose too. A beak that no defense in the world would be safe against, and a fire capable of burning all.
But chose not to. The brightest light, Liorathen, The Primordial God beast of Life. She was all alone in this strange expanse, endlessly descending with the speed of light, leisurely.
As she descended, her eyes noticed someone watching, and a faint smile arose before disappearing. She didn't mind a visitor, no matter how odd his appearance was. Besides, the child was no threat at all.
