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Show -100- transformation? I do not remember anything about a beautiful young woman during the reign of our beloved Prince. Of course, my memory - is so poor-," Lamm faltered, his eyes clouding again. "- I only remember the spoon he loved so dearly. But then - they both disappeared, and the mist - the terrible mist descended!" Verus cried out, and tears filled her eyes. A shadow fell across the room. "So it is true. Daemon told me that my Prince was destroyed, but I dared not believe him. I have come home too late!" Lamm reached for the weeping maiden's hand. She spoke softly, brokenly, to him. "You see, I am a daughter of Phoebus, God of the Sun. As a child, I loved adventure. Many times I harnessed a sunbeam and rode to Earth to watch Man. How curious people were! Sometimes I can home saddened by the wars and hatred that I found here, - but not always! There were good people, too! People who sacrificed, and loved, and wept for their children. "After my trips, I gathered my little sisters around me and told them about my adventures. One day, Phoebus overheard me. 'Verus,' he said, 'I forbid you to go to Earth. It is no place for a dau-v'tor of the Sun. Yi/e are not like them, - we are of spirit, and have power over evil. They are of flesh, and have no such power. Stay away, or harm may come to you!'" Verus sighed. "I did stay away for a long time, but I became very restless. There was so much to learn, and the Earth people taught me much. I decided to take one last look at the Earth. This time the sunbeam took me to a place I had never been - |
