They be dead!
(Crossing, Zoluren: 156 Shorka 36)
Parem walks into the bar with a huge smile splitting his face. Shouting at the top of his lungs he says "They be gone!! Dead finished passed on and shattered!!!" He dances by himself up to the bar and sits down on a stool. Catching himself as it wobbles. "Hello there Mr. Bartender, you know the blasted shards that everyone holds so dear and true to their hearts ? Well they be dead! No more work!" Noticing everyone in the bar glaring at him with dirty looks Parem lowers his voice. "Well these shards were a blessing at first.. but now they were making people too lazy. After all what do they care for time patience and planning when they can do anywhere they want in the blink of an eye ? This is a lesson for people… never take anything for granted for it might be taken… the stars will tell all…"
Parem bounces off his stool and dances out the door where you can hear him continue shouting as he walks down the street.