Praboh gazed upon the skin of the ocean, and He could neither see through it nor look away.

Below His reflection in the water, all of a sudden, He did notice a being so fair and so full of kindness and compassion that she stole the divine breath from His chest. Praboh stood there as if frozen, enchanted by this view.

Thus, the water gained life, and Mokosh the Arcane and Merciful was born. And since they both came from the same emptiness, and there was no one else but them, the beings wished to draw near. But different in nature they were, and ne’er couldst unite, though as close they were as two sides of a coin. Separated by an endless horizon, they couldst ne’er touch.