Auriga

Behold, my birth. The birth of Auriga. At first, from the void, came the shape. Within that shape, continents rose up from the seas, and within those continents, the regions were created. Then the regions were covered by desert, and forest, and grassland, and by hills and mountains that rose up to give my face form. Clouds drew together, rains fell, and the rivers swelled with water, and the lands grew wetter or drier as the rivers carved their way. From beneath the crust of my skin precious resources thrust up. Lesser species as well evolved and ranged across me, and as all of these lived and grew and died they left their traces. Lastly, for my children, I sowed places where my bounties could be easily reaped: Bounties in minerals, in magics, in the wealth of the soil.   And when all was ready, and I saw that the world was rich, only then, were my children seeded upon it. And then nothing remained but to wait, and to hope. So the void became the shape, and the shape became the land,  and the land became rich, and all of that is me:   Auriga.