Long, long ago there lived two siblings. They lived in the mountains. They were the children of gods. Their parents were the sun and moon. This is their story.

            Polythena was Artenth’s sister. She loved the night and watching their mother cross the sky. On the other hand, Artenth loved the day and watching their father cross the sky. One day they got in a fight. Polythena was making fun of the sun, and Artenth was tired of it. He made fun of the moon. Then Polythena felt so bad that she jumped in front of a gray chariot that she had seen. It ran over her and killed her. Artenth cried and prayed to the gods for help.

            The sun and moon came and passed on their immortality. Polythena grew wings of beautiful, white light that glowed. Artenth grew a raging inferno all around his body. Their parents told them to never forget hope, and threw them into the sky. Every day from then on they have flown across the sky for us to see and remember that we’re never alone.