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"It's all quite simple really," the child explained "there were once nine sisters who found a tree..."
The tree of stars was their mothers embodiment and they settled in different places upon her. The oldest was brash and golden and so she deemed herself worthy to live at the top. This arrogant decision sparked an argument which led the fairest sister to a spot slightly below her proud elder, but still not in the middle. She did this virtually unopposed.
Two of the sisters shared the same love of cooler weather and comforts so they decided to stay near one another. They found a branch to their liking and claimed it, one on each end. This branch was consequently slightly below their other relations.
With four sisters having settled, five still remained without a permanent abode. The most distant sister who, while she loved the others, was different and therefor often slighted, grew weary and rested near the roots of their new home. A sister who was closest to her distant kin despaired over the haughty minds of the others and left to claim a place slightly above the most distant woman. She was still as arrogant as the others and refused to live at the bottom.
The most hot headed of the lot and the second fairest drew straws and claimed a spot above the two at the base of the tree, but still below both the middle and the four nestled high in the branches. For they felt slighted by the four at the top, but better than those at the base.
This, of course, left only one sister without a chosen dwelling. She was the youngest though, merely a childish babe who felt confusion regarding the haughty acts of her siblings. She, in a fit of childish whimsy, established her place in the middle of the tree, for she greatly desired to bridge this puzzling gap in her beloved family. Needless to say, the child was unsuccessful so, after many years, she curled into herself and slept fitfully.
The others soon followed her in slumber and, after millenia, dust and other spatial debris gathered around them to eventually, through collision after collision, form into spherical cocoons. Life was then breathed into the newly minted planets, and the sisters stirred to look upon their respective children.
So proud were they that their individual children were given gifts and talents unique to each respective sister. All except the youngest ones progeny. The child woman had grown fearful of abandonment like that she had suffered from her sisters. So she watched and waited.
The children of the others began to war with each other, having forgot the familial bonds which connected them all. Battles were often brought to this middle home but the youngest did not despair. She had decided long ago that when she finally gave her gifts it would be at an opportune time, and her young offspring would outshine even the eldest's brood with their beauty and justice.