When the gods were born, so was Spark ... though of little power, he did not lack drive, and so did not those whom he favored…
A child at court, considering the world a private playground
Once a tool awakened on purpose, the looming stones have outlived their masters but not their purpose
A life-path fraught with peril can drive anyone over the edge - until you start speaking to spirits, God or .. gods in this case
A young lady of common birth, ascended to the heights of society, and then cast down into the despair of unlife, seeking a dead love.
"The Cetemi have a most curious custom that in their celebrations must all men don the garb of women and women... the garb of men, to the aim that none shall... know another." -An Account of Barbarian Lands, Lord Shakthur