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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 3606682" data-attributes="member: 40413">Byrrl, newly born, basks in the light of his father-creator.  Soon, however, he realizes his senses extend far beyond his immediate presence and he begins to explore his own essence.  His spirit extends strongly throughout the green of plant life and he instinctively feels the form of that life and knows it.  Less strongly, his spirit touches those creatures that live and walk on the earth.  Those, too, he senses and knows.  As his knowledge grows, he settles down into the rhythm of these creatures lives.But something changes.  Byrrl, roused from his Green-Dream, examines the roots and tendrils of his quintessence and discovers that where it moved through a distant forest a tiny part of it has been...extinguished.  Puzzled, he sends forth a tendril of his consciousness to investigate and witnesses a being of power, equal to his own if not greater, instructing a group of creatures that ambled around on two legs, furless and stupid.  Amazed and baffled Byrrl withdraws to think.  "Can these creatures not grow fur to keep themselves warm, like the raccoon?  Must they dig at the bones of the earth to form claws for themselves?"  Most troubling to Byrll, however, was that these creatures were not part of the Green-Dream and that he had no sense of them, only the effects of their actions.So he settled down to think about what he should do about these Dreamless and their godling and in so doing slipped again into the Green-Dream.  And again Byrrl is wakened from his dream by a change.  Growing more proficient in his sensing he quickly discovers another godling.  However, unlike the first, this one has taken two of his creatures, changed them to his liking, and set them upon a new path.  Acting quickly, Byrrl concentrates his quintessence in a tree near the god causing it to grow and so be able to contain his self.Speaking to the god, Byrrl says, "Who are you that you can take the badger and mole that I have claimed, change them, and claim them for your own?  I am Byrrl, the Oak-Lord, and these things were mine."</blockquote>

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