One day, the Mother of the Ninkas passed by. She did not think much of it, as there are many strange and wonderful things within the Nomiverse, some more social, some more hidden. The heart itself was odd enough, so not a lot knew where to look for it – it had a mind and a will of its own. It also tended to change locations often rather than seldom.
The Mother of the Ninkas payed no attention to the heart. She was out for a stroll in the dark woods of the homeland, sometimes moonlit, sometimes twilight, sometimes dusk and sometimes morning light. The dark woods of the homeland stretched out far and it was quite easy to get lost there.The Mother of the Ninkas did not become lost.
Past the dark woods of the homeland rises a tower.
In the other direction mountains make their mark on the horizon.
The Mother of the Ninkas did not seek either of them, so she continued on her own, invisible path.
The Mother of the Ninkas did not appear to be tired from walking so much.
…and at long, long last, the Mother of the Ninka come home to her cave, went inside, and was greeted by the soft yapping of the newborn Ninkas. The Mother of the Ninkas cuddled the newborn Ninkas and assured the newborn Ninkas that the world was big, that the Mother of the Ninkas was here now and that three kings would come in the name of Anton.