“All things begin at the end. Thus, all things, good and evil, must return to Nothing…”
The Empty Darkness…
Each universe is born in this void and eventually returns to this void. There are few constants within it save for the never fading Hringurrin. It is in this cosmic abyss that all life and matter springs forth by the command of the eternal Ædsta Eilífdina… as well as faces its complete destruction.
Yet in those fleeting moments, all things rise, all things live, and all things dance to the ebb and flow, the tug and pool of the Thread. The Thread moves all that breathes, all that hears, and all that thinks, and weaves a Tapestry for greater, far deeper than anything we could know.
The Tapestry of Yggdrasil is one such elegant phenomenon in which we bear witness to great heroes, unfathomable magic, great and terrible inventions, and epic feats defiances of Fate. These threads weave lies, truths, and exaggerations that tell the most beautiful Tales that Ædsta Eilífdina could ever weave.
The First Tale always begins at the end….