Then the young adept was taken to a place of imminent dying. Sheltered from all harm she watched the passing of a star and in its wake a deeper wisdom. Shada'Niir was allowed to open and harvest her own star metal for the very first time. She watched bewildered as the outer shells were collected and taken to the Great Shrine on the shepherd's home world. She kept hers and the elders saw this as a good sign. Shada held the two halves of the seed in her long delicate fingers and pondered. Why would so much of the seed go unused? This is something she meditated on for years...