The Myths of the Halqan people are old, and predate their use of written language. The story of their creation has changed much over the years, and many different versions are still told.
When they learned to write, during the early days of their people, they set down these ancient stories into the Book of Nushku, a text of stories and beliefs, regarding their history as much as their religious beliefs.
Below is a first draft of my human myth of creation, and one of the oldest stories of the Halqan people.
And lo, they descended from their blessed realm,
Two of the Magatu, Lords of Nushku, shapers of all creation.
First was Utu the elder, lord of the Sun, and giver of life,
Second was Enu the younger, Lady of the Moon, she of many faces.
The Light of Utu shone down from the sky,
Chasing away the darkness, which fled from his sight.
Enu stirred the seas to motion,
The tides swelled, and waves crashed upon the land.
Yet they beheld the land barren, devoid of tree or beast,
Utu released his breath upon the earth, and life sprang forth.
Seed and plant grew from every corner,
Filling the land with tree, flower, and grain.
Soon the lands of Nushku were lush and fertile,
But the Magatu were not satisfied.
The two lay together, in a grove of sacred trees.
Enu took his seed into her sacred womb, and from it sprang life.
Her children dwelt from forest to plain, from coast to sea,
Each of them blessed according to their measure.
Of their progeny one was blessed above all others,
Born with strength of body and mind.
These children tamed the beasts of the fields,
They bent the land to their purpose.
Yet above all, honored their creators,
Giving them offerings of grain and flesh.
The Magatu were please by this,
And so rewarded them for their devotion.
Utu blessed them with prosperity,
And the people’s cities prospered.
Enu gave them hope,
For without it, they would not endure.
The people rejoiced,
Their voices echoing through night and day.
The Children of Nushku have awoken.