Wonderful initiative! So my proposal (100 words):

And he who made the heavens wished to recycle the clipping, left from creating the sky. So he squished them and placed them near a star so they could cook. Soon beings sprouted and began toiling in the mush — and he saw it was good. For indeed the compost cooked. But soon sentience sprouted from the heap and it was not long before manny of the beings, digging in the mud, began to build heavens of their own. He knew they would soon forget the dirt, from which they came, but stoped to think, if he had done the same.