What ever happened to the soon rising crab?

I feel a great amount of sorrow, as i travel through my past entries, and realise that i never did finish the tale of Crab, the soon rising crab.
Tonight i will give you all a succulent oyster of information about crab.

To re-paint the picture, crab was the alpha crab, the biggest of them all!
And in his lonely world where no more crabs would seed the sand, for lack of soup consumption, ancient crab was determined to open the gates of happiness to humanity.

Crab ventured from his grand clam, slowly he swam through a sea of water.
Above him lay a blanket of dancing light upon the surface, his large crab eyes shed a tear and he swam slowly, around him beneath and beside, the younger crabs were sitting in oaken armchair, pipe in claw, pondering time and space as though they were above their race.

Crab sat, in the middle of the parlour,
"Attention please!" His crab beak did holler.
He went on to explain, a story of fear, bravery and death to the surrounding crabs, truly inspiring if i do say so, for i was there observing in the mist.
But to my surprise, and this be not often, i saw no reaction. A crab or two adjusted his eye-glass and contorted his nose.
Then did come forward, a rather husky old crab, not quite as large as our alpha, named crab.

Said he did these following words, "I be crab, an elder of this protrude, and i see you come here, a lone wolf, crab, you seem to take your pose and read your prose as if to resume us to the eating of soup that does seed the sand for the mass of man!"
An uproar was caused, elder crabs with british accents all yelled and gaffawed!

Crabs sad crab eyes looked down to the deep depths that, below him, brought no vision. "One million years," the words rasped out of his beak, "i have sat and watched the cycle for a million years, and now you fools plan to break the cycle for your own greed? You are no less foolish than the crabs before you, senile in your old age you have forgotten the world and your place in it!"

Not so powerful crab, but still old crab, looked at alpha crab and did say, "You wish for us to return to that unrewarding slavery? WHY NOT GIVE IT TO THE BIRDS!"

Alpha crab closed his crab eyes, he felt that he could not sit by and watch any more, and with one last look around the room he blasted off, out of the sea and to the soup bench in Archus' Wake.

Crab ate all of the soup, and after 2 weeks he was truly more full than any crab ever could be. And then to my amaze, his shell shifted slightly, and cracked open, a pair of wings emerged, and crab flew around the world seeding the sand for all humanity to share.

With this final act he did die, atop the highest mountain, his shell faded and only a grain of perfect sand was left to show.

He had broken the cycle and given the world its final breath before it died its inevitable death within the suns pained smile.