Long ago, all of the gods lived in harmony. Each of the gods was created with their lands, and each god was given the creatures it needed. Kaë and Shaë, the last two born, were created with lands but no people.
Shaë was always jealous of his siblings, but his love, his little sister, Kaë, had always kept him enough company not to care that his older siblings all had people to govern. Kaë however, had always dreamed of having people of her own.
One night, after the sun had gone to sleep and while Kaë sat, alone in her lands, the warm, hot desert of the Southern Desert, she looked to the darkness. She realized then where the power of the universe lies, not in the stars or the celestial, but in the darkness. She closed her bright, flame colored eyes and clasped her light, small hands and made a wish, a heart wish to the darkness.
“I wish,” she said to the darkness, “that Shaë and I had people to govern, creatures to care for. I wish that we were not alone.” And, as is customary for a parent to adhere to it’s child’s heart-wish, when the sun returned, she found herself not alone. There were a small, pale, pointed-eared, red-haired people in her lands. Their features, so close to her own, intrigued Kaë, and she walked to the smallest one, a child, and asked him, “What are you little one?”
The child smiled and replied, “We are your heart-wish, Lady Kaë.” Kaë ran, roaming her lands, and sure enough, she found that her lands were thriving and full of life. On her mainland territories, she had her people, who she named the Kaëshans, and on her islands she had fire-birds, fire-dragons and fire-goats, which she named Phoenix, Salamandar and Ariés respectfully. For the first time, she was genuinely happy. She flew to her brother, Shaë, and hugged him tightly round the waist.
“Brother, brother, did you see? I made a wish to the darkness, and it came true! I have people to love, creatures to care for, oh brother, do you have them as well?” Shaë frowned.
I have a people, only one, and they are slow and stupid. Sister, I despise them! Shaë thought, but when he saw the happy gleam in his sister’s eyes, he forced a smile and said, “Yes, I do.”
The years passed, and Kaë spent more and more time among her people, and less with Shaë. After five centuries, he felt truly alone. One night, when he felt particularly abandoned, he looked to the darkness in the night sky, and made his own heart-wish.
“I wish,” he said, “that my loved sister would be like me once more, I wish that she will once again join me in my loneliness, so that we can be together. I wish she had room in her heart for naught but one.”
When the sun next returned to the sky, it brought a cruel fate for the Kaëshans. A swarm of dark, terrifying creatures too the South Desert, giant, flesh eating ants and poison spiders scurried, staining the sand red with Kaëshan blood. In what seemed like a blink of her eye, Kaë watched her people, her beloved children, completely destroyed by this unknown terror.
Struck with grief, the young goddess ran to the arms of her brother, the only one who had ever kept her company in her times most lonely. Shaë accepted her with open arms, more than happy to have her back with him. She wept on his chest for a decade, until she had no more tears to cry. When she was done, she stared into Shaë’s eyes and spoke, her red eyes full of grief.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “I left you for so long, and I’m sorry. I was so happy to be with my children, that I forgot about you, my beautiful, loving brother. And when all is said and done, and I need someone, even though I left you for so long, you took me in with a smile. I will never leave you again brother.”
Shaë was ecstatic to never be alone again, to always be with Kaë. But when he looked into her pained, sorrow filled eyes, guilt struck him.
“Kaë, my lovely sister, I have to tell you this,” he said, looking away from her. “The eve before the dreaded attack, I made a heart-wish to the darkness that you would be with me, that you wouldn’t have room in your heart for anyone but one, and that your people would be gone…” Kaë stared at him, and all of her sorrow tuned to rage. She let out a wail, the most dreadful sound the world was ever subjected to. She lunged at her brother, her hands encased in god-fire, and she grabbed his beautiful face, searing the flesh and melting his eye. He didn’t cry out or fight it, for he knew his punishment was just.
After that, Kaë ran to her lands. She stood in her center, the sand red with Kaëshan blood and the shadow villains still there, licking the blood from the sand. Standing there, she let out another wail, one full of sorrow and pain, and a full leash of her power flew from her, across her lands. The shadows cracked and shriveled, shrieking as they melted into the blood-soaked sand. Kaë watched as the beautiful sand of her lands melted to glass.
The small goddess fell to her knees, the solid glass under her not even bending to her weight. She wept as the sun disappeared and the darkness took over. She looked to the darkness, and she raised her voice, once light and trusting, now full of rage and hate.
“Never again! Never again shall I have this weakness!” she cried, “Never again shall I love!” and with that, Kaë disappeared.
Some say, that if you venture into the Glass Lands, you can still hear her cries of grief and rage, and if you look hard enough during the twilight, you can still she her crouched form, weeping for her lost children.
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