Eshe watched as her and her siblings creations would be crushed be and die under the careless influence of  a new force. Anger, wrath, and despair overcame her, frustrated with what to do. She looked up into the stars once more searching the last of her sanity. She had no use for those feelings, troubles were painted within them. [i]What was made was gone and there is a void had to be filled[/i], she had thought. Touching the surface of the destructed planet, Eshe watched as small creations began to sprout.


[color=fdc68a]“You’re forgiven,”[/color] she said, willing her power at a greater force. [color=fdc68a]“It was probably made to be.”[/color]


	Eshe steadied herself, as the amount of power overwhelmed her. Things had to go at a gentle flow.  She caressed the planet once more, large quantities of life began to spread. Through the rolls of the planet and some of its peaks, under the bodies of water, and  its holes.


She gave a last purpose to what had died, where they would be used to benefit what had lived. “There,” she poked at the planet with interest, [color=fdc68a]“Slightly restored.”[/color]