Now she was ready to face the barrier for she was filled with love, a deep sense of peace, and a certainty of her oneness with life. Again, the searing agony pressed against her mind, but this time the sensation contributed to the awareness of joining. The agony was only an awe-striking knowledge of the Spirit, which exceeded the limitations of sensation. She pulled the pain closer to her awareness.
For a moment, she felt she was staring directly into the blinding depths of the sun and her consciousness wavered for an instant at the painful exposure and she almost fainted. Then the light joined with the love embedded in her heart and Flindra became aware of an infinite, unimaginable sensation, which penetrated to the core of her soul.
A universe exploded around her and power and wisdom pulsated into and through her mind. Her mind became an empty vessel, which was filled with the wisdom. She could only drink of the knowledge - letting the power flow to her, through her.
Time ceased as Flindra was absorbed into the essential fabric of life and Spirit. She learned, but at the cost of being so overwhelmed, she could hold her place no longer and she lost consciousness.
* * *
Flindra slowly returned to consciousness and realized she was still in the crystal cavern. Her orb burned painfully in her hand for her incredible experience had channeled unimaginable energy through the crystal. Even so, she clutched it in a death grip for the crystal seemed to be an anchor rooting her to reality.
She had fallen from the cushion into a twisted heap on the floor. Pain radiated from every part of her body. Flindra pushed her legs from beneath her body. Movement intensified her agony, but move she must. Gripping the sides of the cave, she forced herself to stand and clung to the wall for a moment before her knees gave way and she collapsed. Overcome by a wave of nauseating vertigo, she retched until there was nothing left to vomit. When she finally gained control of her stomach, she stood and managed to keep her feet. She paused until she was steady enough to move and then she stumbled out of the cave like a wounded animal.
Flindra was only aware she had to find Kewero. This was the thought, which kept her moving up the passage from the crystal cave. Her body moved out of habit for her mind and will weren't yet focused enough for action. Finally, she reached the upper caverns.
"Kewero," she called, but her voice sounded strange and distant - not quite her own. She stumbled toward her bedchamber, not knowing where else to go.
Flindra saw Kewero moving to her. She seemed to be walking oddly, jerking back and forth. Flindra didn't realize she was the one who was staggering like a drunk. She couldn't understand why Kewero was speaking in some strange tongue. She could hear words but she couldn't make sense of anything. The world was moving out of focus - everything was swimming before her eyes. She saw the floor moving closer; she felt the cool stone on her face; she knew no more.
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