Flindra closed her eyes and willed
herself to relax. She felt each breath -
in and out, in and out. Tension melted
from her body. The purple returned to
the backside of her eyelids. The color
deepened as she relaxed further.
Finally, she opened her eyes and the color remained.
All around her was purple. She was viewing the world through a veil of
violet. Flindra smiled at the King. She was privately pleased at her success.
"Well done, Flindra!" he
announced with a smile and a nod of acknowledgement. "Let the vision end. The shield will be easier to invoke and will
be stronger as you practice. Rigga will
be your shield but the crystal orb Kewero left for you will be your guide. If you heed it's prompting it will bring you
safely to her."
"What is the orb?" she
ventured to ask.
"The orb is one of Kewero's
greatest discoveries. It is an intimate
part of the mysteries of life and is a gift of the Beloved Spirit to us; it
comes from the time beyond time when the Spirit created our world. It does not have a name since it dates from a
time before names or language. Its
existence is tied to the defeat of the ancient terror and thus to your
fate. It is for you; it is part of your
destiny. With enough knowledge, it will
become your chief weapon against the Ansu.
You have already used the sphere, but you have only touched the surface
of its potential. Do not be afraid of
what you might see."
"I felt a monstrous evil when I
looked into the sphere, that's why I felt afraid," Flindra explained.
"The orb was just telling you that
the Ansu felt your presence in the world and were starting to seek you. The crystal is free of their evil. Kewero will teach you to control it, but for
the moment, you know enough to reach her.
Just remember to trust it and not be afraid. Follow the direction it shows you and you
will be able to reach Kewero.
"Practice what I have told you,
little one, and know that all of us who preceded you will help you in your
task. Learn to use Rigga before you
leave the cave."
"I will."
"Trust our Beloved Spirit to guide
you." He held up his hand in formal
parting. "Good journey, Flindra,
and know that the Spirit guides your steps."
"Will I ever see you
again?" Now that she'd seen her
ancestor, she didn't want to lose him.
His eyes grew soft and gentle. "If the Spirit wills it I might be able
to appear to your dreams again, but know that my blessing is always with
you."
With these words, the image of the long dead king vanished
from her vision and she returned to dreamless slumber.
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