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Keldon, lover, fighter. Anything but a diplomat.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Incubation

Males of my line are hatched twice. Around the 31st cycle of the sister grandmothers (which equates to about twelve Sirion-cycles) we are taken by a mad wanderlust. We all leave our clutch-mothers and clutch-brothers, this was a given for me. I left Sirion after my 11th S-Cycle. For the next five hundred star dates or so I plied my trade as a servant of Angels. Some cycle-tenths ago the ice-sister-grandmother reached perihelion many light years away and I was taken.

Keldons to not molt like their ancestors, but at this time I shed another kind of skin. The ways of the galaxy were to much to bear and I decided it was time to leave my home among the Angels in search of a better path. The path of the particle weapon instead of the sub-space. My metaphysical skin was shedding. I was becoming anew. I remained in the service of our great Don, but I did so in the shadows. From the shadows, my brothers and I, were more free to strike at the enemies of the Union. By default I was striking at the oppressors of my people.

The crew of the Red Mosquito and I traveled far and saw a great many things. It was during this time that we made our pilgrimage to see the sister grandmothers in their glory. They were beautiful despite the claw marks of the oppressors.

A torch cannot remain in the vacuum for long. My cause deserved to be in the light so I left the shadows. Having met and respected new beings and learned whole new perspective on the galaxy.

Every experience makes you wiser if you let it.

From the shadows I went to the light. The brightest place imaginable is where the star Sirius reflects off the armor of the Union. Here also I met new beings. I learned to respect a whole new perspective.

But you must always return home. So I have returned to the Angels of Edethex, Wainze, UG 5-093, and Cebalrai to incubate. I am waiting to be hatched again. Once again, as when I first joined my clutch brothers, my eyetooth will lead me to freedom. As long as I take breath I will follow the cause and someday there will be claw marks on Keldon no longer.