Or-en-al-en was not sure what had happened to reno life.
One moment, ren had been working in the forest, seeking out the best fronds for a rug-weaving, reno specialty. The next moment, ren had been nearly killed by a death-thing from the sky!
That had been nearly an entire sun cycle past.
Now ren spent all of reno time talking to the Smartest Ones, the Ladies, or, might the depths protect ren, the Highest.
And yet there was still nothing ren could tell any of them, and reno rugs were unwoven and reno home was unsoftened.
Ren found that more and more, ren wished the brightness of death-fire, only, on the hyu-men who had sent this death-thing.
Except on the days of the full blue moon, when all stood in the center of town and spoke. Then, the ones who were most lovely wished to speak to Or-en-al-en, because ren spoke to the Ladies.
Then, ren thought the death-thing might not have been so awful.