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Creation Myth:

In the Beginning, all was dark, all was still. The world was there, yet unaware. All were sleeping, as their bodies were filled with energy, a spark for every being. 

Then came the first words, the first code for life. 

The words spread through the darkness and created all possibilities, like a tree with endless branches and many kinds of fruit.

Take your pick, take your choosing, what strikes your curiosity. Be warned that the fruit you pick cannot be put back. 

The fruit to sustain a hungry traveller, as they pick the fruits that interest them most. Some will be sweet, others foul. 

No time to taste them yet, but how to carry them?

Strings, woven together to make a cloth to carry them.

There is a decision to be made by a young traveller: Do I leave quickly and wander through the night? Or do I sleep until morning?

I don’t know what is out there in the night to find, but if I sleep, am I at the mercy of another?

Then something unexpected happens, the traveller is divided, and made in two equal bodies carrying the same amount of fruit. One traveller says to the other, “You can go wander in the night and work up an appetite, I will stay, feast and sleep.”

They say farewell, for they may never meet again.

As the curious traveller sets out into the night, something strange begins to happen in the sky.

One spark of light, and then another. Moving across the sky in one direction, and then the other. Faster, and faster, until it tears open the sky.

In the centre of the sky, was a body, a mind. Beginning as one and then becoming two.

Two realms were created:

One named Organelle and the other Lamina.

The traveller then felt a strange sensation as they became infused with the knowledge of their path that lays before them. To become two equal bodies with half the amount of fruit. They will try to speak to each other, but cannot understand.

The two travellers will part ways as they begin the rest of their life. 

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Origin:

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From the void, the sky gives birth to seven stars. As they descend towards the ground, they shed their dust. Creating a path to the city. 

A star for every man and every woman, as they appear to us one by one on our journey to Mito.

The dust that has been shed is then caught in the wind. A little storm of particles, glowing and golden, takes the form of a fight between wild animals, spilling dust instead of blood.

After the storm has settled, the animals are gone. The fallen particles have created a ring. A ring made of nothingness, void empty space cut away from existence.

In the centre, the platform for the fight, a circle of land now exists 

A floating realm, made of wilderness.

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This floating realm is called Mito

after mitochondria

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The First Week

For the first “Week” of the Laminae’s existence they operate under the guidance of the mechanism. After which they will break free and strictly follow sacred geometry 

Day 8 to 28

Each day is made up of 24 symbols. One representing each hour, and the dividing of the biology that is part of the “Day”.

The “Creative Elements” are used to make symbols until there are 24 in total 

Characters

Each character is assigned symbols taken from the first seven days 

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The First Day

The pallets are positioned to block the escape wheel rotation from spinning freely. The pallet fork causes a pivot, disengaging one pallet from the escape wheel and pivots in a repeating cycle

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Datura Nightshade

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Folklore

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Sage Obsidian

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Folklore

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Damiana Kunzite

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Folklore

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Neroli Quicksilver

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Folklore

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Azalea Stone

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Folklore

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Senna Verbena

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Folklore

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Sangria Vervain

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Folklore

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