Holding a world in your hands, the light that can be so bright. I can see at this moment the sun, glowing inside the ring. Its light making the runes glow around the edge. I speak the words and the light slowly fills my palm.
Far below do they see my eyes looking at them? Have they made legends of the face in the sky or do they even notice me here? I would close my fingers but I am enthralled watching this tiny world sitting in my hands. Am I their god or just a mystery in the sky?