long before time had a name, before stars knew their places in the sky, there was only silence .
Then came the spark.
it began in heart of the void, where nothing moved and nothing lived. from that silenced, a single flames bloomed- A gentle, flickering light that pulsed like a heartbeat in the dark. it did not burn; it sang. A song so ancient and pure that even the shadows leaned in to listen .
The flame was called Aurelis, and from her breath, magic was born .