In the land of Poe, two sisters are chosen.
“Yes. I’ve seen this,” Olya exclaimed. “The images painted on the walls.”
“Explain to me what you saw.”
Olya hesitated.
She explained all she saw in the hieroglyphics, while Yamini listened tentatively. All of Olya’s knowledge coming not just from her glimpses of picturesque scenes she witnessed, but the images that illuminated from her own mind.
Since as far back as her memory could take her, Olya’s days were spend studying the ancient teachings of Eternia, the simplicity of nature and its delicate balance. Unlike her sister’s wanderlust spirit, Olya observed the world around her. She didn’t go looking for the unknown. If it were to be her destiny new experiences would come. Forcing the unrequited never could be of any great use to her.
After Olya’s tale, the room fell silent. A short time passed before Yamini was compelled to speak. “I believe it is time. The sphere will hold the answers.”
“But the power?” Dolsi urged. “They are only children. What if?”
“The sphere is of no danger, only to those with the mask of evil. These children have no hint of this quality.
“Has the sphere killed before?” Dolsi asked.
“Once, but the victim intended on using the power against the Eternian way. A wizard called Bloss persuaded a young dwarf to help him. His plan was to conquer the center of the dimensional stasis plane. In failure, the young dwarf died, and Bloss lives in banishment.
“Could it happen again?” Dolsi asked.
“Yes.” Yamini answered, “but you must trust the Lifeforce.”
With their task set, a number of spectators gathered into the forbidden rooms. In the past, only the greatest of elders and holy women were permitted here. Never were mere children allowed near the lower chamber housing they’re greatest power, but today an exception was made.
“The time has come.” The strong voice of Yamini projected to those among the crowd. “The great Lifeforce has seen fit to reveal our hidden truths. The prophecies of the past revealed. Our quest for immortality has begun. We prepare now to embark on the journey to the celestial plain. Ph, great Lifeforce, show us the way.”
The spectators formed a unifying circle. Still, the great power of the sphere remained dormant.
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