Kryner appreciated the sentiment, "Sounds like fun, to get in a bath and massage them up," He smiled while they lugged it up to the lodge and Pete just saw the stubborn boy doing all the heavy lifting. When Del inquired about Nevermore he nodded,<br/>"A writer put it best, he took a lot of drugs and wrote a short poem describing the beast. '<i>Soothe a beast riding the clouds of raging thunder. Scared stiff and sunder I was a man in the presence of death. A harkening woe screamed forth for I to flee, the sanctuary of skin pass I lay, the fire bolting green and white struck upon those who see the light. In death's veil the wicked are collected and he, Nevermore is the harvester.' </i>I've never seen the bird personally but Jr told me plenty about it. It comes to Skyaia carting along the wicked to be sent to their stations in the stones to give back and serve the world before they are allowed to be free into the beyond."<br/><br/>Kryner looked up at Pete and then to Delphine not too sure if this was yet another folktale. "I've never heard of this Nevermore." Kryner told him and Pete just smirked,<br/>"You still have lots to learn lad, hop to it." Pete helped Kryner carry the stone off to Blue to rest in the bed of the truck.