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Fighting Freedom

Long ago, there were two tribes in a far off land called Kaidasan. These two tribes, the Solars and the Lunars, were diminutive until peril arose. Changelings were found in each tribe and they demanded answers. They proceeded to the head tribe of the land, the Constellations. The Constellations examined each child and they indeed were changelings but each child bared pestilence. The families were devastated when they found out that they had to execute their child in order to save the village. The Solars and the Lunars wanted an interdiction, but were denied. The tribes were malevolent to each other. Each member of the Solars and Lunars were philippic. Soon after the executions, people from each tribe purloined from the other or worse, vexation. The Constellations knew if things kept going as they were, erratically things would result in war. The tribes would become melancholies and vehement.
After a year of cantankerous tribes, the Constellations were approached by three children, one from each the Lunar, the Solar, and the Constellation tribes. Their radical behavior got them motivated. They wanted this to stop, so they devised a plan. Each tribe had a major product, the Lunars had spices and the Solars had scuppernongs. The children would stop the mayhem by stopping all trades. They halted all carts and the tribes had little money. As the children planned, the Solars & the Lunars went straight to the head Constellation. But in his place were the three kids. The tribes demanded to know what was going on and who stopped production. The three children told the angry villagers that they did. The Solars were angry that they were no longer auspicious. The Lunars wanted the head Constellation. The child from the Constellation tribe told the story of Kaidasan’s past. They, together were nebulous, a nebula of mixing emotions and culture. The Lunar and the Solar children wanted the land of Kaidasan to be rectitude. But the mobs anger unmitigated and resulted in a dispensation. The children of the three tribes were threatened, but they stood arm in arm in front of the door. Soon after, blood was shredded. Members from the opposite tribes fired their arrows at the children. Together, still arm in arm, they fell. The head Constellation opened his door to find the murdered children. To his dismay, the child from the Constellation tribe was his own. He wept and the Solar and Lunar tribes had realized what they had done. Their spurious actions had killed three children that had prowess and were analogous. The predilection they made to the Rosetta stone made the people in the Solar and Lunar tribes realized something very important. They were once an aberration and were once contemptuous. They wanted to be ascertaining to make things the way the children wanted it to be. The iniquities children were seen to a proper burial in a temple, just for them. The indigenous people brought their offerings and their prayers to the children and the last offering from the head Constellation was a caricature made by his child of the three noble children. From that day forward, war or battle didn’t arise in the land of Kaidasan because of three kids that fought for change in the land for others.