Chapter Two: The New Whale
"What? No way."
"Sounder…"
"What will we do?"
There was a commotion. Finally the Sounder screeched a spell of silence. Everyone was muted except him.
"I'm sorry I had to do that, everyone," said the Sounder. "Listen to me. Nobody outside of this cove must know. It will create a big panic. We can't have that.
"I have started working on a spell, a giant spell that should seal the Lone Power back into the earth he is buried in. This spell must be renewed every fifty years or so, but it will keep him contained…that part of him anyway.
"But the spell is far from finished. Meanwhile, all of you must not reveal this information to anyone. And try to keep whales out of the area of the spell – the Crevasses."
If they had not been muted, the whales would have gasped. The Crevasses were deep chasms in the ocean, where almost nothing grew. No fish ever went there, nothing that swam ever went down there. It was a haunted place.
"The Crevasses are haunted by the remnants of old magic, but it is a good place for the spell. Since this is such a huge spell, we must not disrupt it in any way." The Sounder lifted the mute spell and the whales immediately left at once.
The next day there was a stranger in the midst of the whales. His name was a mystery, but he seemed to be nice. He wasn't a newborn calf either. Everyone clamored to meet this mysterious whale.
The Lords of the Humors greeted him cordially. But the Silent Lord felt a prickle of unease. This strange whale had come out of nothing. He had a strange aura around him. Something about this whale was not right.