"It is incredibly beautiful, isn't it?"

A voice. The voice of Ahna. You turn around slowly, but still looking up to
the sky.

The Sky...you knew the word, theoretically, but to see this giant blue
field of...nothing but sparse dust (clouds, they called it, as far as
you remember) is an impressive feeling. Actually, so impressive that tears
begin to fill your eyes. "Must be the brightness!" you say defensively.

Ahna smiles and says: "The brightness...of course." Slowly she shakes her
head. "In my boldest dreams I was not able to imagine this! First, I sent
you to find the Book of Stars, because I was hoping to find an escape for
mankind, a way to leave the darkness of our caves, and you really made it.
Then I sent you to find 'Meteor', to make Yron's plans come true, and again
you fulfilled your quest. YOU, my friend, are the one who set us free and I
will be thankful forever!"

You keep silent. You're still too overwhelmed by the changes you caused.
You're happy, but a strange feeling, a question remains inside:

What will the Drekh'Nar think about all of this?
