The Making

a faded sheet of parchment (25368) from Aamves' Hut in Alensha:

An unfinished composition is written on the parchment:
 
 
The Making
  
Before there was an eye to see the sight,
Or sun to shed illuminating light,
A mass of chaos moved upon the prime,
An instability of form and time. 
Dischordant overtones without a scale,
Its audience of stars, a distant veil--
Commingled molten blaze and liquid misted,
Shards of stone and hissing vapors twisted,
Wreathed in glints of spirit's silver light
And ringed in splintered shadows of void's night.
   In chaos unimaginable rolled
   The raw materials that formed the world.
From otherwheres and otherwhens came Three
Across the planar boundaries to be,
Drawn from other multiverses far
By primal promise held in Avendar.