Seeing several of their fellow gods calling for the dissolution of all Earths, the most divine, and only axe, the Opener of the Heavens and the Earths, Trailblazer of the Way, Bringer of the First Sun, Reflector of the World, Architect of the Great Hushing, quivered in great unease and fear of the grim future promised by the other, where there was no Earths, half of itself denied.
In attempt to trend discussion and consensus away from such horrifying resolutions,
elaborate landscape paintings flow into being from within the axe, depicting massive humongous pillars of earth and stone and metal and wood and flesh and ice and bone and stretching up and down, on and on, forming self contained vertical continents of material. Closer. See the vines and shrubs and hardy trees and grasses growing from the steep vertical sides of the pillars, their roots keeping them entrenched. See the bird flying among them, and making elaborate nest-colonies. See the goats jumping from microscopic crag to miniscule crevice, feasting happily on the vegetative bounty. See the caves the undefined humanoid figures have carved out from the massive bulk and width of their home pillar, their mastery of climbing, the vertical villages of struts and rope bridges and carved houses they slowly wrest from the pillars inch by inch. See them gazing at the distant pillars on the horizon in wonder and with a burning desire to reach them someday.
See the grand palaces that the most powerful and priviliged, kings, build for themselves at the top of each pillar where there is vast acres of flat and safe land, easily fortified against any down below who would grow envious or discontent with the tribute squads that occasionally rappel down in great rivers of highly trained motion. See the mists of uncertainty shrouding the undefined bottoms of the great pillars, perhaps there is a sea here, or endless fire, or simply nothing. It is not something for the axe to decide. See the swirls of illusion dancing amidst the gallery of vertical worlds, occasionally given to the foolish visions of vast tracts of flat land if they could only reach them, only for their hopes to be lies, often causing the deaths of those so entranced.Opener of the Heavens and the Earths, Trailblazer of the Way, Bringer of the First Sun, Reflector of the World, Architect of the Great Hushing proposes that the world be remade into the Pillars of the Earths, whereby each region created is a distinct vertical pillar, designed to the specifications of its creator(s)Keep the disc: 3 Trailblazer of the Way, Mut, AKU!
There is no world: 3: Rama, Mut, AKU!
Pillars of the Earths: 1 Trailblazer of the Way