In the beginning, there were gods. Children of stardust and gold who came down to the world of mortals and gained dominion over the forces of nature. Fire, the forest, the seas, wild stallions--all bowed to the power and providence of the first generation of gods. And this is the story of three gods in particular: Ts'ehayi, Ch'erek'a, and Kokebi.

Ts'ehayi was the goddess of the sun, she who brought warmth and life to the world of man. Ch'erek'a was the goddess of the moon, master of the tides and herald of the night. And Kokebi was the goddess of the stars, a storyteller, navigator, and artist in equal measure. But Kokebi had a dilemma.

You see, Kokebi loved both Ts'ehayi and Ch'erek'a. Ts'ehayi was a kindred spirit, a fellow being of light, who pledged that Kokebi would always have a warm bed to return to when the day was done. Ch'erek'a, on the other hand, knew the brilliance and beauty of the night sky as intimately as Kokebi did, and promised that she would care for Kokebi as gently as only silvery moonlight could. But Ts'ehayi and Ch'erek'a were lifelong rivals, and neither would back down in their romantic pursuits.

One day, their feud escalated to violence. The two clashed with unrelenting fury, swinging the world of mortals between blistering day and freezing night with every advantage gained by their respective deity. Kokebi was horrified that the goddesses she loved had gone to such extremes over her, and ran off into the furthest reaches of heaven, her every teardrop floating away to become a new star. When Ts'ehayi and Ch'erek'a saw what their bitterness had done, they stopped fighting and pledged to never take arms against the other again.

The two kept their eyes trained upwards for Kokebi's return in the years that followed. And as they did, something incredible happened. With their rivalry dead and buried, Ts'ehayi and Ch'erek'a grew closer and closer with each passing day. And one night, the two realized they had fallen in love with each other, and kissed so passionately that the sun and moon lined up with one another, turning the latter as red as the former's most brilliant of dawns.

Eventually, Kokebi returned from the sky. As she saw Ts'ehayi and Ch'erek'a embracing one another tenderly, she was sad but satisfied, and almost left them to their devices before the two stopped her. Ts'ehayi and Ch'erek'a explained that neither of them stopped loving Kokebi just because they now loved each other, and asked if Kokebi would be willing to marry both of them. Kokebi, overjoyed that she was no longer forced into a position where she would have to break one of their hearts, agreed with jubilation.

And so, the three continued their roles with a renewed vigor, the kind only finding your true loves could call forth. And if the heavens can accommodate the sun, moon, and stars' heartfelt dance, can the heart not also make room for multiple loves?