all fun ideas (except orphan pickpocket : nothing against orphans, but I'm a sheltered street-stupid modern boy, I'll proly die in the first few months)
You who formed this land that the world's lays it's head to rest on, have been sleeping for millennia after your mission to create the first land was complete. So to sleep you went, forever until the day to end all days!
But while you slept, a life form, one of the many that live off your back, falls into your depths, and is burned under molten rock red. With him, his bag which held goods of ill begotten is burned on his funeral pyre with him.
But one treasure held within, a spark to your spin it gives!
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