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==The Origins of the Atavians== | |||
As told by Orechnai: | |||
In the time of ignorance and of harsh lessons we did not think, but to know | |||
our bodies and our world better, imitated the world around us. Like animals | |||
did we live, and like animals did we die. In our ten thousand imitations, | |||
there was one that changed history forever. | |||
They saw the blue of the sky and could not comprehend it, but could see the | |||
feathered creatures that wheeled, dark against the sun and moon. Together, | |||
five sat upon the cliffs, well-fed and well-rested yet dissatisfied. They | |||
watched the birds of dawn flit and flutter among the clouds, and a longing | |||
filled them that they could not understand. Without knowing what he did, one | |||
among them walked to the edge of the cliff, looking down the leagues. | |||
The most learned of the five came to him and indicated his position was | |||
precarious, that there was hidden danger in the empty air beyond the cliff. | |||
She tugged at him, urging him wordlessly to return to safety with the others. | |||
Yet still he stared, entranced by the sky-wandering birds. | |||
As he gazed, forlorn without knowing truly the nature of his longing, a | |||
Divine-borne breeze stirred his hair. He felt the winds, soft and cool, and | |||
saw it play upon the birds he watched. Without thought or hesitation, he | |||
moved his arms as if they were wings and leapt daringly from the top of the | |||
cliff in imitation. The four he had left on the cliff-face were puzzled, but | |||
they heard the laughter of their companion, rising from where he had fallen. | |||
We cannot know why the wisest of the five leapt after him, then. She followed | |||
the sound of his laughter, though she knew it would mean her death. Being the | |||
creatures of imitation we were then, the final three of the five followed. | |||
All of the companions threw themselves from the cliff, finding laughter as | |||
they fell. | |||
To them all whispered a Divine Voice in the winds. "You have loved Me and My | |||
creatures, and so too shall I reward you. You may dart among the clouds and | |||
sing upon the breezes forevermore, for you are the children of the winds. | |||
You are the flock." | |||
Painless was the transformation, or so they say. With the grace and splendour | |||
of a sunrise did they gain plumage and hard, curved beaks, and wings with | |||
which to soar. The five flew together as one, diving and gliding upon the | |||
currents and inseparable from them. | |||