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

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Chapter X, Reading 11

The time finally came when the two women decided to delve into the mystery of Flindra's ordeal. As usual, they were going to have the discussion in the crystal cavern. As soon as they entered the cave, Flindra's orb began to pulsate with a soft white glow. The crystals in the cave immediately assumed the rhythm. A look of tremendous calm spread over Flindra's face as she looked into her orb.

A visual melody developed in the pulsating lights of the cave. The rhythm was simple and direct, but strangely compelling. The simplicity disguised the inherent strength of the theme.

Kewero recognized that the rhythm was an identification pattern, a signature, of Flindra's new power. Her presence was influencing the life force inhabiting the crystals. It was responding, reflecting, her own unique life song.

Kewero walked to the cave wall and placed her hands against the crystals. A second theme became distinguishable in the rhythmic pattern and was a counterpoint to the melody played in the lights. This was Kewero's power signature. It was a much more complex and intricate theme, exhibiting several elemental levels. It combined neatly with Flindra's theme while retaining its individuality.

Compelled by a thought that was not her own, Flindra walked over to the old woman and looked directly into her eyes. Her stare was returned; eyes were locked. There was a sharing of knowledge between the women - mind to mind, heart to heart. Thought bypassed the conscious and took up residence in the deep recesses of the subconscious. When the transfer was complete, the link was broken. Simultaneously, the crystal melody ended.

Kewero smiled at Flindra. "I don't know exactly what we have just done, child, but for the first time in years I feel real hope."

Flindra was looking at some distant horizon in her imagination. She answered in a reflective tone. "Our knowledge compliments each other's. Each of us could only see a piece of the whole. Together it is complete." After she said it, she shook her head quickly, like a dreamer started from her rest. "What did I just say?"

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