Below is the pod of Juffo-Wup -- there f̺ȍr a ͂thousan̷d c͂e̠ntu̔ries. ̧Whe̬n we aͅr̀̑͏ê cold, ̩the p̲od open҉ś̴̒͘ an̒d warm҉s us̩. When ̸̹it is dark, the po̧d clenc̤hes and lo, there is light. You are the Non. The pod is not for you. You must leave.