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=== Religions and Beliefs === The Burun believe that their world, its flora and fauna have been created by a being called "[[The Sleeping One]]".<ref name=ReportToNiarltah/> After several failures, The Sleeping One drew forth life from its heart, from its mind it drew forth intellect and from its body it did carve the world. The [[Muuldu]] grew first, twisting vines that dug beneath the rock, splitting its veins wide and spilling the water onto the world. Next The Sleeping One rubbed the world with the [[Shuuktuuk]]. The trees grew tall and canopies of pink with bulbs of ripe fruit covered the world. Next the [[Mucor]], placed with care in the places that The Sleeping One would place its first children, and in the mucor The Sleeping One placed the memories of this time, this creation; the time before all there was. The [[Feelun]] came last and they twisted up from the water, some stretching miles tall, opening in splendid colors to The Sleeping One's watchful eye. The flora grew and spread along the world called Bur until it reached a balance. Then flora gave birth to life of its own: [[Koruu Koru]], [[Muloo]], [[Bomutur]], [[Iallootu]], [[Hefuu]], [[Nirakay]], and [[Moar]]. All life sprung from the first life of the world save the Burun and Fiazhat.<ref name=ReportToNiarltah/> Across Bur, the flora had spread and grown a sea of life that was unknowing of The Sleeping One. Its gaze fell upon them and watched at all times, but the life of Bur was unknowing, save for the mucor. But even the mucor knew only what it had seen, and its knowledge was not one that learned, rather it was one that grew without limit, scope or design.<ref name=ReportToNiarltah/> The Sleeping One was still alone and though it had succeeded in bringing life it had failed to create what it had wanted. There were no beings that thought like it, could call to it or ask it for guidance. So it pulled two seeds from the nether and planted each into the soil of the Bur. It watched as the seeds grew into life and began to swim through the muck of the Bur and then leap from the muck to the [[Muloo]] or walk amongst the [[Iallootu]]. Brothers born of its flesh, the Fiazhat and the Burun. In the dark Burun huddled together and supped on the fruits of the [[Shuuktuuk]], they grew wiry and strong swimming through the muck and feeding on the [[Moar]], [[Bomutur]] and the [[Bomutur]]s smaller offspring. The Fiazhat spread along the solid ground, hunting [[Moar]] and feeding from the [[Iallootu]]. <ref name=ReportToNiarltah/> After the Falatacot left and the disasters drove a part of the Burun underneath the earth, two different views on The Sleeping One came into being. The surviving Burun locked beneath the surface of Bur, having no access to the Light of the Sleeping one in the Sky, enact the great rites of The Sleeping One and continue to preach his praise. They consume the mucor and know much of what transpires across the world. They come to think of The Sleeping One as the underground swamp in which they live. Dark, potent and pock marked with pustules of filth. They herald a time when it will crack the world and a flood will carry them to the surface to bring vengeance to their enemies. The Burun in the great swamps continue to preach the tales of The Sleeping One, but lack of mucor and poisoning from various molds, fungus and algae that are now used to enact rites drive many of the surface dwelling Burun mad. They envision their god as an amorphous pustule of slick muck covered in pustules that vomit putrescence onto the world. The madness is spared of a small contingent of Burun that have access to the mucor. This group of Burun adhere to The Sleeping One's true form as the watcher in the sky.<ref name=ReportToNiarltah/>
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