In the beginning, Selene created the heavens.
Now the empyrean was formless and void, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and a lady moved upon the waters.
A pale lady, lissome, translucent, robed in damask, organza and silk that phosphoresce within her light. She walks out from the shores of Heaven onto the empyrean. It is dark and void, and the waters are deep. Her movement cuts a delicate, luminous scythe across the transparent fathomless sea.
Upon the nacreous shore is strewn the jewels of Heaven – sapphire, garnet, peridot, topaz, aquamarine, ruby, chalcedony and chrysoprase, jasper, amethyst, opal, diamond and countless pearls, all made round and smooth by the endless tides of the astral ocean.
Her light shines in the uncomprehending darkness. But though she casts her gaze deep, and pours out her light to probe the hyaline depths, she discerns nothing. In the infinite depths of the empyrean there is nothing but void.
And Selene says, I have found naught here; in this void nothing is. So, let there be light! I will bring light into the astral waters, and in time they may be found by many.
So she takes the stones from the shores of Heaven – the sapphires and rubies, the peridots and opals, the diamonds and pearls – and casts them, one by one, into the waters. The stones from eternal paradise, lambent with the light of Selene, fall and are caught suspended in the empyrean.
Thus Selene created the lights of the empyrean, bright jewels in waters now no longer void, bringing light where there was darkness. And in time the stones became encased in wreaths of empyreal fire, and were called by other names, but all stars remember that they were once pebbles upon the shores of Heaven, unveiled in the empyrean only through the hand of Selene, and should they return to the nacreous shore they would become pebbles once more.
Later, much later, came the celestial fishermen, who would capture these stones in their quantum nets and draw them from the empyrean – quenching all star-fire as they did – and cast them back in distant waters, for reasons known only to immortals. And mortals upon the worlds would say that the movement of the stars speak the fates of those who look upon them in that hour of celestial change. But of how this came to be is another story.
(Written 06 March, 2008.)