At a time before time, a place before Earth, a creature unknown to human kind works. It positions a chisel in just the right spot. Then, brings down a hammer right on top, making a perfect cut in the stone. After it finishes shaping it, the creature fits it into an outer, protective, silver lining attached to a silver chain, finishing its necklace, and securing its spirit forever. With that, it turns to a river and chucks the necklace into it, securing its place in history. It then turns off the Elder Land never to be seen again. but the necklace in the river is showing no signs of peace. It struggles to get out of the water, and find a master to feed on. But it has no arms or legs. none the less it continues to struggle, until a hand clasps around it, pulling it out of the water. It is then put around a neck.
"Ahhh." it thinks, "My first pray."
