The Stranger was still dazed and confused.
Yet he managed to shake off the feelings.
"May we have the palaver thee seeks?" He said without parting his lips.
"Aye I will speak, thee will hear."
The Stranger nods, and relaxes within the mud cage.

The palaver lasted from mid day to sunset.
Finally, the Stranger was able to ask questions.

"Why does Death want Hate destroyed?" Was his first question.
"Just because I don the name Death, one should not assume my alignment is evil.
Death should not come at the expense of hate.
You humans swing hate around like a sword.
That is why me and Life caged him here so he can wither in silence."

"Why not **** him yourself?" Was the second question.
"I did not create him nor did our father Essence, humans did.
Hate is the humans doing."
"That will be all."
"Good, a piece of advice Stranger.
Sorrow and Resentment will doom you."

The mud erodes away, at Deaths command.
Death disperses into the air.
The Stranger gathers himself, and continues onward.
The advice played within his mind as he walked.
His mind filed the advice away.
He needed to reach the Door, nothing else mattered.