Snippet #2744568

Esme hums softly to herself and sways gently to her beat as light and smoke passes between her fingertips. She pressed her hands together and rubs them side to side before pulling them apart softly. The smoke swirls faster and faster between her hands, spiraling into a sphere that grows larger and larger between her palms until the smoke settles and a solid form remains. Esme chuckles as she admires her work, touching its surface and covering it in liquid magic. With one finger she dips past the blue oceans and pulls forth a large plot of dry terrain. The sphere shakes as the dust settles, leaving a brown, dull spot on her beautiful new toy. With the flick of her wrist, a wave of green flows across the plain brown spot. The gently dabs her fingers and pulls at the vegetation creating flowering meadows and little forests. In some places she stretches the land high to make mountains, in others, she dips low to create valleys. She grins as she waves her hands once more and the sphere begins to spin slowly in front of her.
"Big Brother, Big Brother," she calls out. The light around her pulsates as a deep voice responds, "yes little Esme, that is it?"
"Looky, looky!" she beams with excitement as she shows off her creation, "I'm not finished yet, I'm going to make some little ones too."
"It's beautiful," the voice replies, shining brightly on her and the sphere.
"May I have some of your ruin? I want to make them move."
"If you create them, I will make them move for you, little sister."

She dips her hands back into the oceans and pulls out some water, forming little figures, "I will call you Drougue. You will be nimble like these waters, able to slip through the cracks and deep into the land and powerful enough to wear away the soil below. You will look deeper and find beautiful things beneath the crust"
She gathers up some leaves from the meadows and spins them in her fingers, "You will be the Ivlisar, I want you to be intelligent and resourceful like these plants. With your knowledge you will create magnificent things from these plants I grew for you."
She scoops up some dirt and rolls it in her palms, "You shall be the Wight, strong and resilient like the land, able to build and raise life other than yourselves."
Big Brother beamed down on her creations and slowly they came to life. She places each tiny being on the land softly. The Drougue burrowed deep creating caves, the Ivlisar took to the shade of the forests, and the Wight sat in a large meadow.
"Big Brother, I want more," she whimpered.
He boomed from the abys, "Take a little from all three and I will give you a helper."
So, she took some water, some earth, and some flora and formed one more figure. Big brother reached out softly and touched its surface, a flame surrounded the figure and soon it too came to life. Esme screamed with joy, "Oh thank you Big Brother!" she exclaimed, holding the little man in her hands, "I will call you Mobeus"
The little man bows to her, "Then I shall be called Mobeus. How can I help you, Goddess Esme?"
She giggles at the title, "I like that, you should always call me Goddess!"
"As you wish, Goddess."
"Mobeus, I have a few of these creations on my toy here, but I want more! Can you help me cover the land in them?"
"As you wish Goddess," Mobeus responds. Soon he has filled and enchanted the entire sphere with her creations. Together they create more and more creatures to fill the ocean, cover the land, and circle in the sky.

"Esme!" an angry voice yells, his voice shaking Mobeus from her hands. He snatches the tiny man up and dangles him between his fingers.
"What do you want Zaticus?" Esme pouts, reaching for Mobeus. The boy lifts him higher and out of her reach.
"Give him back!" she pouts, "Big Brother made him for ME!"
Zaticus examines Mobeus, "Yeah, well maybe I want to play too."
Mobeus, dangling from the boy’s fingertips, "I was made to assist Esme and only Esme." Zaticus pinches Mobeus between his fingers, "I'm just as powerful as she is, maybe more. You will do as I command."
Mobeus remained silent as Esme launches her twin back "Give. Him. Back," she demands.
Doubling over in pain he glares at her, "Fine. Take your little toy," as he throws Mobeus hard onto the sphere. The impact breaks the Land she created apart into Three large pieces.
"Zaticus," Esme whines, "Look what you did!"
"Oh, I'm going to play, whether you want me to or not," he sneers as he steps away.