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Just a story having nothing to pertain to Setra....

Ranoras sits down on the decaying log as light from the campfire dances across his face. He stares each of the scouts in the eyes as he clears his throat. A wolf howls in the distance at the full moon now a full orb suspended in the sky. "Today I will be telling the story of nothing." The scouts look at each other wondering of what mischief thier counselor will tell them today, but not a word is spoken as Ranoras begins his tale.
"Long ago there lived a man named nothing. He was told he would do nothing so he would forever be nothing. The man grew up not sad because he saw nothing and felt nothing. One day his friends no longer visited and he realized he was alone. He went off to find a place where he could be alone so no one would have to avoid him. He made his way into the middle of a forest. In it there were lights that were always dancing and never stopped. The man saw them and tried to catch one. He soon forgot everything and for the next year only ran after the elusive lights. One day he caught one and saw it to be a small person. It signaled him to bring it to his ear. It whispered, "I know of your true name and will give it to you if you believe." The man looked at the small person again and nodded. The fairy whispered one last time before it shimmered out of sight, "Your true name is determination." The man looked back at his life and realized this. He found his way back to his town and when he arrived he was not recognized as nothing, but as a man who could do anything for he would not stop." The campers looked at each other and then gave the counselor a thumbs down. "Oh well," Ranoras said, "Maybe I can do better tomorrow."