...'Tis as I feared. To see it now, canst thou even imagine how our star once teemed with life? How it flourished beneath golden sun and a trio of moons, stars shining like gemstones in the night?
My brethren and I loved naught more than to soar amidst the clouds of green, teaching our eager hatchlings the delights of the hunt...
These flowers once grew upon the mountaintops there, high among the clouds. So small did they seem to us, their fruit better suited to feeding our star's tiniest creatures... We rarely paid a single blossom any mind.
Yet together, vibrant with the turn of the seasons...they were breathtaking. Would that I could return, to appreciate the sight as we should have then.
...I had nearly forgotten what this world once was. Though it may never be so again, thou hast my gratitude for returning to me these precious memories.