In the land of Doo b’day, the object of reverence and desire is light. More than you or I seek love or money or fame, the people of that land seek light. And because the land is filled with light, the people are very happy and live shining lives. But wherever virtue appears, jealousy soon follows, and underground, unknown to the people of Doo b’day, so far below that not a speck of their light plumbs the depths, lives another people, with ways corrupt and wicked: The Darklighters.
Filled with malice and terrible schemes, this folk, living for so long in the dark, has forgotten the joys of light and seeks only what is crooked. It