It is time to sit still and feel the presence of Vadran the Shepherd in the earth and rock beneath you.
Allow the Morana the Guide to reach you with whispers on the wind.
Hear and know their blessings, presence and faithfulness.
Hear and know the Journey of Darkness and Despair.
Hear and know the gift of live and love.
Hear and know our thankfullness and faithfulness.
Hear and know the task we have been given.
In the time of Darkness the Kradramak were ensnared by the death throes of the snake. The Kradramak called to the Gods. Durar the protector did not prevent, Harmar the warrior, Maris the . Only the twins of Durar came to the aid of the Kradramak. The Shepherd (Vadran) and Messenger (Morana?) came to the Kradramak as the Darkness was closing in around us. The Messenger flew on the wind (the breath of the Gods) seeking a path to safety. Throughout the journey the shepherd kept us together warding off the wolves that encircled us and harassed us as we followed the Messenger. No matter where we went the wolves chased us, the serpents bit our heels and vultures feasted on our dead. We reached the Rasmar an oasis, a refuge from the our enemies, there we mourned the dead and thanked the twins for our lives.
The Rasmar was not our final refuge, only for so long could the Shepherd provide for us in here and only so long could the Messengers Winds obscure us from the Darkness. The Darkness found us and from the Dark came death. The Shepherd knew we could not run forever, he took pity on us and sacrificed himself. The Shepherd fused his essence with earth. The earth trembled and shook, fire poured from the ground and destroyed the darkness. The earth rose and climbed to the heights. The Kradramak took refuge in the mountains, the fortress of the Shepherd. From these ramparts the Kradramak defended themselves from the remnants of the Darkness.