The nameless child emerged head-first, and all those gathered to witness the miracle of life became still when the child began to sing.
In retrospect, crashing on the middle moon of Naambit 337 was the only real break Captian Voorshing had been ever given by the fates, a stroke of luck he shared with the hundred thousand or so remaining lifeforms in Veltrac Galaxy -- the only galaxy to endure The Rebirth in the entirety of space and time, as it's known to us.
And it came to pass in the seventieth year without rain, that the sand dragons returned and the blood markets flourished.
They say it was magic that scarred the Earth and sunk the Old Castle into the waters of Kelad. I guess that's why they banned it.