What is truly important? That was all that Lunay thought about as he descended into the spirit world and plucked his harp to create rich, sacred tones that would not allow the evil gods to come near. His loving wife had always soothed him with her smile. After much searching, he at last found her and rushed forward to embrace her. "I will never leave her again," he thought. As if celebrating their embrace, the holy harp continued to play on its own.