>"Yet, on the day when Celestials descended, fear gripped the hearts of those, who held swords from the very childhood. What mortal could stand against such might? Arrows and spears, the pride of our warriors, were as naught before them. Yet, they bore us no ill will.” His hands moved as if to paint the picture in the air before him. "With smiles of benevolence, the Celestials walked among us, mending the scars of our lands and healing the wounds of our ancestors. It took many years, but animosity gave way to tikvah, to belief and a yearning for their guidance."

Rigel's imagination danced with visions of those ancient days, a world transformed under the gentle gaze of Diurnix and other Celestials. "Did the wars stop then?" she asked, her voice a mix of hope and youthful innocenc...

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