There once was a Kran who's stony skin had a pretty blue tint. Kra's marbled blue and white coloring was so soft and beautiful looking that everyone thought it looked like water.
They joked a lot and said that kra was "all wet" or a "slippery slope". This Kran didn't care a bit. All kra really cared about was trying to swim; therefore kra would try for hours and hours on end. One day, Kra's school teacher grew tired of all the absences and set off to find the big blue kran.
Everyone in class joined in the search. They searched the rivers, the ponds, the lakes, and the seas. Finally, after searching for many days they gave up searching. It was hard to see Kra in the water with that blue coloring anyway! Who could expect to find someone like that?
Deciding that eventually, the kran would come home, life in the village went back to it's daily routines.
One night a long long time later, a black haired Nolthrir traveled through the village. She told stories in the tavern of her travels and amazing things that she had seen. She spoke then of a thing that few would forget.
The story told of a kran who lived in the bottom of a far away pond in a hole. Kra appeared to never move, however, when the crystal's glow emits a certain glow of specific distinction, all of the riverlings would come to gather round. Lifting the kran, the riverlings would gently float kra round and round the pond three full circles before dropping Kra back where they started again in graceful pose.
Some say they've seen a kran waiting in such a pond but none can say they've seen the magic hour.
