Singing the songs of creation to shape a free world.
One day the silver kit asked the grey one:
“Who made the light, which brightens our singing place?”
The grey one looked at him lovingly and asked the kit to sit with him, for he would tell a story of old, a story from the days when the tribe was young.
“Once there was a time, when the world was light and happiness. During the day the sun shone on the savannah, and at night the moon cast the grass in a silver sheen.