In the time before time, when the heavens were young and the earth still whispered its first breaths, the world was shrouded in twilight. No sun graced the sky, no dawn spilled golden light upon the land. The mortals lived by the glow of ember-lit rivers and the silver shimmer of distant stars, never knowing the full warmth of day.

Then came Lirion, born of the celestial river, woven from the breath of the great Cosmos herself. His form was neither man nor beast, but a shifting silhouette of flame and feather, his eyes glowing like twin moons set aflame. To him was given a solemn charge: to bear the First Light across the heavens, to weave the fabric of day from the dark tapestry of night.

Each morning, Lirion lifted the radiant sphere from its slumber in the east, cradling it within his outstretched wings. With each beat, the sky flushed with colors unknown to mortals—rose and ember, gold and fire. He carried the sun high, his body a bridge between the heavens and the waking world. The rivers gleamed beneath his flight, and the trees stretched their arms to drink in the light he bore.

But with each dusk came sorrow. For as the world thrived in the glow of his labor, Lirion himself remained unseen, a mere shadow against the brightness he carried. As night fell, he descended beyond the horizon, laying the sun to rest in the cradle of the western sea. There, he lingered at the water’s edge, gazing at his own reflection—a creature of light forever bound to duty, never to bask in the warmth he bore.

The stars, his only companions, whispered secrets to him as he rested. "Why do you mourn, Skybearer?" they asked.

"I am the bringer of light, yet I am never bathed in its glow," he whispered in return.

The stars wept for him, casting their silver tears upon the ocean’s waves. But the cycle could not be broken, for should Lirion falter, darkness would reclaim the land, and all life would wither beneath an endless night. And so, each dawn, he rose again, lifting the light upon his wings, a silent guardian of day, bound forever to a sky that would never know his name.