“As you grow, learn that not all things are as they first appear.”

"As Kalandor has shown us, just because it bears claws does not mean it wishes to rend. Nor Horns gore or Fur live wild."
Words of a Human Cacka-don Clan Cheiften


Kalandor swam through the ocean waves, lost in thoughts as he headed towards a tiny island. Particular amoungst them was how 'star dust' was still falling, days after the meteor had fallen from the sky. Occasionally drops would fall to the ground, part of its tail after being thrown down by Baz'Auran some time ago.
Years, Millenia, who knows.
He just wanted to contemplate. He felt a lesson on the tip of his tounge.

The Island he arrived at was little more than an Atoll, sand covering a coral build up with a few tufts of some sort of sea grass, ecking out a living, with the occasional birdsnest. Seeking to find a slight deppression as water slid off his currently hydro-phobic form, soon returning to his own. It had been a while since he had been him.
How did Jongo do it? Kalandor thought to himself.

When he found the slight depression, he was surprised to find a small crater in its center. Within this, lay a small stone, no larger than the palm of a childs hand, shaped roughly like a stretched out sphere, which was at once smooth and rough. Somehow it was still warm to touch, and was of a great weight, obviously being very dense.
Feeling the stone, Kalandor felt that lesson he sort to recall come to him, as a waking dream.

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There is only one true god, and you are not Him.

It was a childish question, but a useful one, and a inquisitive one, that Kalandor asked the spirit of Knowledge named Anatar.

"Why do the stars fly accross the sky? Or fall to land?"
"Because it is Baz'Auran's will. Each star is a orb of his power, existing for an individual purpose, sometimes they must move?"
"But why fall? And sometimes become stone?"
"This is about the stone you found the other day, isn't it?"
"Yes wise one."
Predictably he rolled his eyes. Why did the smart people always know so much but ask such dome questions?
"Well, not all stars are content with their position. Some seek more power, and occasionally they rebel against Baz'Auran."
"Why would they do that?"
"No one but Baz'Auran knows, however they do need the will they are infused with. Now, when they do this, Baz'Auran simply quiets them. They emit no more, and then he pushes them wherever else he wants them before making the corrections required to keep the univers running. Sometimes, as these stones break as they are laughed at by others stars, the decay and fall into planets, loosing more of their power as they break up."
"And then?"
"Then they are bound to that world, and don't return again to the sky. Each is told that this is their punishment, but should they return to the sky, then they can stay, and travel as they want."
"So, I should give this stone to Baz'Auran, or return it to the sky?"
"You could."
Suddnly the spirits eyes changed a little, then refocused on Kalandor.
"I think you should keep it, perhaps try and return it to the sky."
"I think I will. Father would have stopped them before they can cause too much harm, and everything should be allowed to move."

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Everything Changes, and yet Everything is the Same

Kalandor was no longer so naive, but he recognised when he was being told what to do, even through time. He would need this, he had no clue how to do it, much like before. However, there was still the pull, perhaps this would help. No, it would help, he knew it.
From the stone he felt a sliver of hatred, and a sliver of yearning, the stone felt mixed about Kalandor, for he was a child of Baz'Auran, but he wanted to help.