Once upon a time sounds like a good way to start this, because it was once, in an age even more ancient, than antiquity, there were to be born two vessels - two bodies.

They were both little girls and born in a tribe that lived in an area, we now know as the Saharan desert. Back then it had been a forest, with luscious vegetation and a large population of animals.

 

The tribes worshipped the sun and the moon in unity - later on, their descendants should become the Greek Titans and deities of the Pantheon, and the Egyptian Ennead.

But then they were only one tribe worshipping both deities, their celestial bodies and as their gods.

Not entirely human, but also not entirely gods, or chaosborn, they were something inbetween and full of potential. In their inability to really differentiate between one or the other, even though some of them were long-lived, or had the potential to become immortal; they asked their rulers, their makers, for a sign - because they wanted to know, what they were and if they lived their life correctly.

It just so happened that following this question, asked in a ritual; it so happened on a blood moon, Phion was born and a few hours later, when the sun was at it's highest position, Phite was born.

 

Those children were weird, in that one of them had star patterns all over her obsidian skin, thus she was called Phion, meaning illuminated and the other had golden eyes. Though this was not all, as the girl named Phite had hair the colour of a lioness and Phion's eyes were silvery grey - Phite meant to shine, or glow.

The shamans determined, due to all of the above that these kids were the incarnation of their gods and raised them as sisters.

 

However, this was not how they felt, and not what had been intended by this blessing.

 

When they played together, at the start, it was with innocence and even though Phite's temperament was more energetic and Phion was more of a night person, more sleepy during the day and she focused on acquiring knowledge, they always got along; truly inseperable.

Kindness was an integral part of their relationship. Always protecting the other, while one of them slept.

As they grew older, their waking and sleeping rhythms met in the middle, not aligning completely; resulting in Phion still going to bed at later hours, not sleeping the whole day anymore.

In their teenage years, they started learning other skills and each found a profession that aligned best with their gifts - while Phion became an oracle and was proficient with the dagger, poisons and other herbs; Phite became a warrior and though proficient with most weapons, she definitely preferred the sword and trained day in and day out, when she wasn’t out on the hunt.

Always close, connected souls, but still oblivious eyes wanted them to marry into their families, and saw them just as sisters to each other, though the moment they bloomed into women, their eyes never strayed from one another - not even once.

No one could really do anything, as they married and didn't stop living and being together - now in a deeper sense than before.

Yes, there was jealousy and bitterness from the tribe, regardless this was a very sensible species and as such they never started a war, or intrigues.

The tribe broke apart and became two distinct new tribes.

Some of them left, though not without trying to convince the women, to not keep their gifts to themselves and start a bloodline with the tribe - they refused.

 

If they could not start a bloodline with each other they refused to mingle with anyone else.

 

Suddenly, on one night of a new moon Phion saw that the Sahara - the paradise that they had lived in, grown up, and fallen in love in, would soon turn into a desert. When she shared it with the remnants of the tribe, who had not yet left, the situation became more grave, and made them all leave - so they were all alone.

All of this putting into motion the groundworks for the genesis of the Egyptian and Greek Pantheons.

One that worshipped the sun and one that worshipped the moon with greater emphasis, than the other, but still not entirely ignoring either one. Of course they mingled and still married, but as they were separated by a small ocean, this made it harder. Thus making it seem like they each still worshipped both in a way.

 

Both abandoned in the now desert, or almost desert, as they didn't want to part from one another and become the moon/night god for the splinter group that only worshipped the moon; or for the other to become the sun/day god of the other segment, who only worshipped the sun.

 

It had been their last effort, their last offer to them, before they left them to fend for themselves. So that they would have their personified gods with them, Phion and Phite had adamantly refused - again.

 

The remnants of this original tribe now believed to know that the gods one worships, should never become mortal or close to it, because they never followed the expectations of a non-immortal mind. Some of the people, however became convinced that they could do it better and as they were not human to begin with, they finally ascended to gold or wine red-blooded deities in their own right.

 

Even after a long time, Phion and Phite did not join them, even when the desert closed in. Instead, they stayed in the desert and were said to be responsible for each oasis and the underground rivers, which flowed beneath the yellow ocean of powder.

 

And then they suddenly disappeared.

 

Maybe their celestial bodies called them back, maybe their bodies were eventually exhausted, as these beings were not suited for that much energy, or maybe it was because of not having a mission any more.

 

Whatever it was, as far as we know, this is just another secret buried beneath sand near an Acacia tree.