The Creator stood over the blank expanse like an artist before a canvas.

With a flick of their wrist, four glowing orbs hovered before their presence. 

Each bobbed and flowed in their own unique way. The blue one pulled and pushed in a harmonious pattern which was drastically different than the red one beside it who burst and flared in angry dilation. The green glowed a steady color with faint pulses expanding outward in a stoic manner. The last was a gray that swirled and twirled haphazardly.

Their master beamed at them, pleased at the substances that would be used to create the world in their minds eye. 

It was a vision that would become with these elements. 

“You have a great duty ahead of you.” The Creator’s voice echoed in the expanse, a profound reverence reverberating with each syllable. 

The glowing elements bobbed as if nodding their nonexistent heads.

The great being approached the green orb and reached out an unwavering hand into its nucleus. “You are steadfast and sure, solid and the essence of home for all who will dwell upon you.” 

At the final word, the green brightened and remained its incandescent color. 

Turning toward the blue, their hands cupped below it. “You are the balance and harmony, changing and the glistening reminder of newness.” 

It sparkled brighter.

Reaching the red, their hands hovered before it. “You are passion and creativity. You will be the difference of life and death.” 

The red erupted in a dazzling deep hue.

Finally turning toward the gray orb, their hand lazily reached into it and twisted their wrist three times. “You are hope and chaos, the breath of life and marker of days.” 

It fluttered and became a sparkling crystalline color. 

Stepping back from the orbs, the Creator placed their hands on their hips. Breathing out a satisfying breath, a smile yet again gracing their lips at the completion of the blessings. 

“Go forth and color the expanse together. We will make a galaxy of elemental beauty and beings to flourish within it.” With this final word, the Creator walked away from the bobbing elemental orbs into the dark expanse. Their form slowly disappeared and the expanse became glittered with sparkling winks across it. 

They glowed brightly in the ethereal, heavy moment. The orbs didn’t utter a word. 

Red suddenly burst forth into the expanse just as green began a slow trek behind it.

Eruptions and flares of light, lava, and magma filled the space with their brightness and heat. “I will be called Fire.” Its voice blaring and loud as it darted around the expanse in their works.

The green began growing patches of flowing fields, tall gray rocky mountains, deep red canyons, and sandy deserts around the work Fire had created. “I am Earth, from me all plants and soils come together to create resting places.” 

As the Earth sang out in bellowing glory, the blue flowed around leaving watery currents. “I am Water and I flow through rivers to seas, I fill the deep expanses and quench all thirsts.” 

As the three continued bobbing around each other, at times competing for space or their works fighting against each other, the gray orb remained behind fluttering in observance of the order and madness the others were making. 

Floating low as if releasing a heavy sigh, the gray began to glide through the havoc. “I shall be called Air as I will fill the space with life and change to the seasons, but also bring peace with the chaos that reigns.” 

The elements each exclaimed their traits and works, competing for dominion with the expanse. As one overcame the other, their works crumbled, melted, and dissolved into muddled messes. 

After an eon of pandemonium, each of the elements paused as they heaved from exhaustion of constant creating and fighting. 

Fire looked to Water, and Earth to Air.

For a wondrous and serendipitous moment, calm filled the expanse. 

Each element realized they had forgotten their Creator’s words as they each went about their works. 

“Together.” they said at the same time, the word formed like the first breath of a newborn babe.