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Awakened

Zhan was meditating in the temple of Zora.
She tooks two bowls of her bag but only poured tea in one. 

Breath.

She was thinking about the events of the day, drinking her chaï* bowl.

A divine and mystic wind has arisen and guided her outside of Zora.
It is at this time she saw him, meditating under the rain
in the Cities of Intuition.

Sage Sens.

Her legs almost gave her up, he was safe and sound. She took place near
the Sage. He told her Supplice was fine despite his illness condition.
Zhan kept quiet but she could feel that the time of Sage Supplice was coming to
an end. She tried to remain calm telling herself that when the time would came,
he would meet Ma'duk and all the homins were mean to do the Great Journey,
one day or the other. It was necessary to prepare ourselves to that reality.

Rain continued to fall, words flied away. That spring day would be alive
in the memory of the Kwai* forever. Zhan asked help to the Sage to cure
Initiate Busang. He kindly looked at her and told her he would have a talk
with Tao Sian, the First Dynastic Healer. He erased the torment on the mask
of the young homina. He asked her to continu to serve and protect their people.

Zhan made a pure vow in the presence of the Sage.

She felt likes if she was no longer alone. At that moment she realized a truth
that would inspire her steps and mind. We are One. Ma'duk really lives through
us, who are immortals and untouchable through our culture.
We are one unique heart beating.

Zhan thanked Sens for his kindness and his wisdom. Wind rose again
and seemed to take away the Sage with it. Zhan blinked, uncertain
of what she saw.

While she was finishing her chaï, an izam came to land near the second
and empty bowl. The bird fluffed his feathers and swagged around the place,
singing. She thought that its owner chose it well. She poured fresh water
on the bowl so the flying animal could quench its thirst. She took two
parchment and wrote a short note to the Matis Ambassador.
She knews he would spread those words to their collegues of the Kingdom.

''Safe and sound for now, even if the calm is ephemeral. Spiritual guides are
in peace in the right place. Ari'kami* Vassals of the Ma'Karan" 

She wrote a second note and tied it up to the paw of her own izam before
whispering: Naveruss from the Fyros Legions.

''Safe and sound for now, even if the calm is ephemeral. Spiritual guides
are in peace in the right place. Ari'kami Patriot of the Ma'Empire" 

Zhan left and went home. Her parents were sleeping, the mask of her father
seemed trouble by a ki'yumé*. She gently slipped her hand on the hair
of Wu Wafe and wished him good night.

Zhan fell asleep.
Wu Wafe's mask became serene and peaceful again.