She resided in a realm having no need of substance or presence. For her purposes on this occasion, she adopted the form of an adult female of the bipedal humanoid sub-type. Since she’d be giving birth to something entirely new and wondrous, she found it fitting. It was the female of that species who gave life. This very much suited her mood as she began.
Concentrating, she breathed forth a bubble of the amorphous, quiescent vapors from which her creations were made. Its existence, at this phase, was exquisitely tenuous and would remain so as it evolved through the process.
As countless eons passed it would solidify and eventually come to be durable. It would remain under her submissive control until she felt it prudent to release it and observe its beauty in a wild, unfettered state. The only question remaining now was with what, if anything, she would choose to populate this newest world?
This story was written for the weekly Saturday Sunday Tails blog challenge.
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