The universe is filled with a million billion tiny glimmers of light, circling and swooping in an endless dance.
At the centre of that shimmering void, there is a world. A simple ball of rock, carpeted in thick, soft moss and grass, above which rise towering trees and brightly coloured flowers. The same jewel tones shine from the backs of beetles as they crawl and fly and burrow amid the greenery.
Upon this world, creatures of rock and stone roam peacefully. Some are climbing trees, seemingly just to see what's there. Some of the ones on the ground play chasing games, while others stand in circles, taking it in turns to jump and stamp in rhythm so that the vibrations are felt by their companions.
A not insignificant number of the rock people have their eyes closed and seem to prefer navigating without sight. It doesn't affect their ability to get around without bumping into obstacles, although they tend to stay away from climbing.