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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 5117519" data-attributes="member: 40413">Ubariya feels the Forger's powers of creation as a prickle against her skin, particularly across her sensitive spidery arms.  She gasps at the intensity of the feeling and then again at a pang in her belly as the unborn soul-eggs respond to the currents of unleashed power.  She watches as first Lavaria, then the One and the Many, and then Heliasillyel each in their own way surrender to the power in their presence and create and build upon that which was created before them.She smiles in pure pleasure and lets herself be taken up in the torrent of power.  But instead of letting it fill her to near bursting like her sister Heliasillyel she lets it flow over her and around her.  She spins into a dance with no small amount of grace and teases out strands from the flow of power for her work is a weaver's work and doesn't require the vast amounts of power that the previous three needed for their own works.She dances across the surface of the world led by the Forger's power and her own desires  weaving the elements into landforms: causing a depression in the north and allowing the waters to flow in to form a shallow sea; raising a range of mountains here and gouging the path of a river there.  She dances and weaves, weaves and dances changing the surface wherever she passes.Eventually she returns to the shores of that new northern sea where her dance becomes provocative, and possessive.  She skitters across the waters to the pole where she stabs down into the crust to Lavaria's realm opening a vent to keep the northern sea warm.  Returning to the shore yet again she summons up a stark range of black stone mountains almost like a starfish with her spear cutting deep chasms radiating out alongside the arms of the range.  Dancing and weaving with increasing frenzy she twists into the stone her passage creating a maze of tunnels.  Exiting near the center of the range she forms a basin and then draws in more of the Forger's power than she has yet used.  She folds the space removing the basin from the mortal world and then again creating a chasm.  At last she finishes and finds herself back in the company of the other gods."Someone else must continue the work, now," she says wearily.</blockquote>

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