Haonar

The goddess of solitude, minimalism, melancholy, and peace. The number one and solitary objects, especially circular or spherical ones, are considered holy to Haonar. Worshippers strive to live simple, efficient lives. They serve others by helping reduce chaos in their communities. Because Haonar has an affinity for cleanliness, adherents are commonly seen picking up detritus in public places.

Haonar once belonged to the numerous gods of Chaos. One day, as a whirlwind in a desert, she saw a dark stone. It was perfectly round and she was struck by the beauty of this dark stone surrounded by vast, pale sands. The sight weighed long on her mind. She then endeavored to destroy all her siblings who did nothing but spread disorder. They died by the thousands. However, from each crack in a bowl, crooked fence post, and unraveled thread would spring thousands more.

Understanding the futility of her crusade, Haonar made a perfect, pale sphere and placed it in the night sky so anyone may look up and understand the beauty she had once beheld. But the gods of Chaos desired revenge. With their combined might, they set the world and Haonar’s sphere tumbling about the aether so the sphere never shone perfectly, only in part.

Haonar retreated far into a forest and sat by a circular pool next to which a solitary tree grew. The gods of Chaos missed their sister and regretted the feud. They once again influenced the motion of the sphere and the tilt of the world. But this time, the sphere shone in full every thirtieth night, and every twelfth full shine reflected perfectly in the center of Haonar’s pool. In response, when the tree dropped its flowers into the pool, Haonar would gather them up and weave a wild crown and wear it to her siblings’ delight.

This squabble set a rhythm for the world and created seasons. Time was born.