Moebius Arzach

These tales happened at the Morning of Time. It was at the Morning of Time that the spiral of life again began on the world. A world of volcanic mud arose from the viscous, boiling waters of that which came to be named the Scalding Sea. Water and land slowly separated, at first intermingling in vast marshes that eventually became the birthing place of our world. The cosmic storms abated and living creatures began to once again move freely across the surface of the new kingdoms.