As Arallets and Tangor waited at the edge of the woodlands, looking about from the height of the tree some 150-feet up, Arallets asked Tangor:

"How was it, that my mother originally came to Moiromma, I mean? I mean, all she told me was she left, and ended up on SSARG, perhaps you can fill in the gap?"

Tangor looked at her, she seemed most interested in her superhuman mother; perhaps because she wanted to be like her, but couldn't, and wondered why. He was reluctant to say anything, then said,

" I know I suppose what might be considered secrets your mother told me; secrets that are really not secrets, but I suppose I can try to explain to you:

"Siren was standing on this frozen arctic planet, in silence, this ice planet in the galaxy her mother was born into. She now was born into, now with no weapons, no resources, starving: she had had imprints of all her mother's memories, her DNA, and plus some. She was a commander for a day, in the underworld, fighting the henchman, she felt great, the henchman called Agaliarept (Commanding General): who was more prudent than what she thought he'd be, fought a good battle. Nonetheless, he gave into her, only to get rid of her, and her twenty soldiers that were doomed warrior anyways, doomed to sail in circles in the waters of the Great Gulf of Hades; and to be quite honest, wherever they went, he could careless. But he never figured on resurrection on her part, resurrection to Moiromma, and then came resurrection to SSARG.

"He figured"during those months in the gulf waters, that Siren would be subject to and her team mates subject to starvation, they'd all starve to death, and why provoke any more problems on the docks of hell, lest Lucifer hear of it and reprimand the commanding general, when the sea would take care of them for him.

"In the plains and frozen frontiers of northern Moiromma, by the mountains of the far and grayer side of the planet, along the frozen waterways under the weary and grieving eyes of Siren, grieving for the loss of her friends left in the depths of the underworld, the deep of earth, in the Gulf Stream of Hades on a vessel, where she was drifting for months with her comrades, she drowned herself trying to escape its forbidden waters; coupled with that, she was grieving for the loss of her mother Jokaneen, who was captured and brought to the vaults of Hell, and incarcerated until she lost her existence.

"Siren was born of her mother, young yet, but full grown, and on the land called Moiromma, a planet of mostly glaciers"as you well know how it can be"land of permafrost, icy underground tunnels, where there are cells of Moirommalit's, for the most part that is how they lived back then I suppose still do, besides a few villages spread here and there with normally no more than a few hundred citizens to the pack, or perhaps at most several hundred. But this far north, where she was, was mostly uninhabitable. I'm sure you have not been this far north; anyhow, it is where she showed up suddenly, after her death in the Gulf.

"It was quiet and still there, and again it was as though her mind was speaking to her, a house inside her mind, that housed her mother"the house she built in the vaults of Hell, in the tomb she laid in, died in, with, the one she sweat in and with that same body created her daughter, produced something before she died"Jokaneen, the a great warrior, like Siren would turn out to be.

"They, both would never forget the vaults of hell, where the Manticore and his demonic assistant wrapped Jokaneen, her mother up in a cocoon like state, put her into their complimentary vault like shell and forgotten for the most part. She had to live and die a stranger in this underground earthy world. She had named her child Siren; she might have called her any name, anything, but Siren was the spoken name that emerged from what was left of her decayed body. There was an instant though, when child and mother stood face to face, the instant before she died, before her advancing decompose flesh rushed past her like a ghost in the wind. And then, then she touched Siren, and stopped"dead!...dead!

"That is how it was, how your mother came to be on Moiromma, and her death again on Moiromma, and her affair with the old man she lived with Kenaj". She loved him dearly I do feel, even more than me. We had our adventure, but she never forgot him. He gave his life up for her you know, fought the wild giant worms of Northern Moiromma.

(SSARG's layout/Geography; Arallets has a map of the world given to her by Tangor: in the south of the planet SSARG, is what is known as the Quiet Mound, where Siren had her fortress; to the southwest, are the grasslands of the Vipers, and by the mound area is the Forest of the Rats, more northeast. Farther north is the land of the Manticore, a rough country with cliffs and hills, more likened to canyons and so forth? Then due north, from the mound, and beyond the Mantic ore country, on the other side of the world, is the Bear country, high cliffs, where the bears live on mesas. And to its west is the Dark side of the planet, where the Talisman, and their kind live; and heading back to the mound, you would run into the Cliff Dwellers, where the king, Atok lived, Siren's old lover who forced himself upon her; in the Chamber Kingdom)) Information taken from the graph made for the original story, 'Planet SSARG' [Planet of Grass] which involved Siren, written on napkins (19-chapters) written 6/2004, in Lima, Peru also on planes, etc.))

Note: Chapters one thru three were written 4/25/2006; chapter four was written on 4/26/2006, all chapters written out during my lunches at El Parquetito (outdoor caf, in the sun), in Miraflores, Lima, Peru. Chapter's information taken from parts or Episode #28; 29: "The Cadaverous Planets"