Air

Air is the first of the four and the least furnished: sky without floor, without ceiling, without a horizon to measure it against. Weather there is not an event but the medium. There is nothing for it to happen to.

Ueyar holds the seat, and holds it lightly. The Careless, the Apotheosis of Apathy, whose portfolio is free-spirit and whimsy and whose attention the faithful have never been able to rely on. Petitioners at the Air mote report that the god is not absent so much as uninterested, which is a harder thing to pray around.