Stone Statues - The Beginning

The Watchers and the Larkins

In the early days of settlement, the gods observed their worlds flourish under elemental guidance—winds sculpting skies, oceans learning rhythm, fire igniting renewal, and stone embracing form. But divine presence was transient. The gods withdrew into their shared realm, resting behind the veil of starlight to study, evolve, and remain untouched by the passage of planetary time.

To ensure each world continued to thrive, they summoned guardians—beings woven from pure elemental strands and celestial dust. These were the Watchers, later called Zodiacs by the people. Neither gods nor mortals, the Watchers held knowledge, power, and devotion unmatched by any other. They were entrusted not only with maintaining balance but with awakening life’s deeper purpose.

Each planet received three:

Aer’s winds were watched by Gemini, Libra, and Aquarius—sharp-minded, communicative, and flowing like breath.

Pur’s flames burned under Sagittarius, Leo, and Aries—fierce, intuitive, quick to act and defend.

Hudor’s tides harmonized with Cancer, Scorpio, and Pisces—feeling, remembering, and tending with fluid grace.

Ge’s soil pulsed beneath Capricorn, Taurus, and Virgo—measured, grounding, builders of legacy.

Cities formed around them, imbued with both elemental magic and reverence. Yet the Watchers, though admired and followed, felt a strange emptiness—like sculptures admired for beauty but untouched by companionship. They whispered among themselves: Why are we the only ones? What is the purpose of watching, if there is no one to see with us?

The gods heard, and answered.

From the roots of their own essence and the uniqueness of each planet, they created the Larkins—humanlike beings infused with elemental gifts. Not immortal, not all-powerful, but blessed with identity, emotion, and the freedom to evolve. They walked, they learned, they loved. And they looked to the Watchers as guides. Together, they built civilizations rich in story, language, and art—all grounded in elemental symbiosis.

The Watchers were no longer alone.

And for a time, the gods smiled. Their creations sang the praises of balance, adaptation, and harmony. They praised the cities, the Watchers, and the elements themselves. But over the years, something subtle began to shift.

Not everyone remembered to look up.