He, of the little shell. I loved when he grew and was able to finally stand. I didn't understand the significance of the partridge and why they didn't eat the first three. Oh, that he stayed that size of an infant, with those lights, that flashed about his head.

Dais-Imid and his sister, Morning Star... I loved the story and the beautiful music really was wonderful and yes!! Relaxing. Thank you!

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