If you were to look at the citizens of Harmor Ari, you’d think
“How can a ball of light function the same as a person?”
They would look at us humans and say,
“How can you function as a species?”
Every world beyond our own were told that humans are
the apex of holiness.
But the Harmens, in all their ball of lightiness,
were the first outsiders to find humanity lacking.
The Harmen songs of longing to be human died
the day they did their research rather than go by hearsay.
They decided that the best works were light works.