The Heir of King Meldh, Copyright 2004 by S.J.E. Brainerd
Kriki's Gift, Copyright 2013 by S.J.E. Brainerd

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Chapter One, 7th reading

Dakra reached over and took her daughter's hand in her own. "We tried to teach you things that would help you fulfill your fate. We decided to teach you the wisdom of nature, so you could always survive within her bounty. You should always remember that nature provides not only subsistence, but is a vast source of wisdom and knowledge as well. Nature is one way to gaze upon the face of the Spirit. The Spirit is reflected in our mortal realm in the world around us."
"Papa always was pointing that out to me. He said that knowledge would always bring me peace and strength."
"It will, dear Flindra. Hold that wisdom close to your heart. Remember, too, as you search out your destiny, that there is always purpose behind the surface of things. Search for the hidden meanings in what you see and hear for they are the hidden and sturdy warp threads that support the weft, which fills out the tapestry of our lives. Listen and look for the rhythms and patterns of life in the world and know that you will be right if you are balanced within them. This wisdom will guide you if you let it. It's just following the warp of Spirit's weavings."
Flindra sighed sadly. "I will try my best."
"Kewero never really explained why you were destined to live with us. Maybe the closeness that a woodsman and his family have with nature is one of the reasons. Many people in our world have forgotten the old ways of honoring the Spirit, but we live too close to nature to forget." Dakra smiled to herself. "I think the wisdom of holding the Presence of the Spirit close to your heart will be the greatest gift we have bestowed upon you."
Flindra nodded in silence.
"We were also able to teach you something else that most simple folk are ignorant of."
"What’s that, Momma?"
"Your letters and numbers. Haven't you ever wondered how all of us can write and figure?"
"I guess I never really thought about it," Flindra admitted.
"Eghero's uncle was injured as a child in an accident. Ayer was left lame for life. The man responsible for the accident felt badly about things and arranged for him to receive a clerk's training. Ayer eventually became a clerk for a merchant in Deodar. He shared his knowledge with the rest of the family when he would come visit."
"I see."
"It was a fortuitous accident which benefited the entire family. Once you were placed with us I began to believe that the Will of the Spirit was behind it."
The two women were now at the shore of Lake Eghero. There was a large flat boulder half buried in the sand of the shoreline where the two now seated themselves. The breeze they had felt earlier had died away and the surface of the lake was now still. The mirror surface of the lake was disrupted only by the activities of the numerous waterfowl.
Dakra looked across the still water as she resumed her tale. "Whatever Kewero's reason for leaving you with us, I do know one thing. Our lives have been fuller because of you. Thank you for being my daughter." Tears suddenly started to flow down her cheeks and her voice cracked with emotion. "I only hope we have given you what you’ll need to succeed in your new life. I don't even know if I will ever see you after you leave. Oh Flindra, promise me you won't forget us!"
"I promise, Momma." She threw her arms around her mother and buried her own tear-stained face against her shoulder. "I can't leave," Flindra finally said in a sob-choked voice. "This is my home."
"You must go. You’re a princess, Flindra. Your fate is not just yours – you have duties and responsibilities that go with your rank. You no longer have the luxury of living for just yourself. Take courage and do what you must. Don't try and escape your responsibilities to your people."
Flindra sobbed in answer.

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