The excitement builds as the release of
Kriki's Gift, Book Two of the Geometry of Power
draws near.
Flindra
sat on a couch in the anteroom with her feet propped up on a stool and had a
warm lap rug thrown over her legs. Luta and Anthela were with her to keep the
fire going and to see to her needs, but she was no longer aware of their
presence. She held the White loosely in her hand and the lids of her eyes were
half-closed, reflecting her state of profound relaxation. She'd been very
successful tapping into the mysterious energies emanating from the Spirit that
resonated through the entirety of His Creation. She had started thinking of
this energy signature as the Spirit's Pulse, which is how all the others now
referred to it.
She
waited with her mind stilled so she could spot any change that would betray the
Valkea's presence. Flindra felt very much as if she were staring at the smooth
surface of a reflecting pool, just waiting for a ripple to alert her that
something was moving within the depths, something now concealed by the glassy
facade.
Kalmar
and Gegen were present on the edges of her field of awareness and she was
pleased. It had been difficult for them to reach this state of relaxation and
deep awareness. They were both men of decisive action and resolute energy and
initially they had found it challenging to sink into such a state of passive
inactivity. Their unrelenting desire to succeed had eventually carried them
into this meditative state so they were now all joined together in an awareness
of the Spirit's Pulse. Their crystals acted synergistically to strengthen this
link so although they were separated by space they were effectively one. They
were three hunters patiently waiting for the quarry to come into their field of
view so they could spring into action.
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