From the memory of a whispered promise, Kairos wove the first of them.
A being of pure sound, its form a melody of forgotten lullabies and whispered secrets.
From the echo of a defiant hope, it spun the second.
A creature of silent light, its heart a star kindled in the darkest hour of the Unraveling.
They were not memories, but dreams of memories, and they were the first children of the new cosmos.