Chapter Seven

what was, what is and what is to become?

Here I stood waiting for some explanation while looking at those eyes confused as well. Norii was trying his best to be calm, but I could see through his façade, and I felt he knew.

Vire, well she needs more time with stress management than everyone else in this sanctum. Ïsale, his confusion wrote boldly on his face with a little touch of doubt.

The room remained silent for a while allowing the rains to sing their songs of tears while the thunders clapped vigorously. It was growing uncomfortable looking at them lost.

"It is digging a hole in my head" Ïsale spoke at last.

"Hmmm?" Vire's quick reply spoke of how much she needed this conversation. I only wish I could read her mind as well.

"I said the silence is digging a hole in my head."

"Patience" As Norii spoke, I heard the sharp shake in his voice which he concealed as quickly as it was heard.

"Remind me what I should be patient for again?"

"There's a reason and a purpose to what comes in and with life." Norii began and I knew this was going to be long.

" The time warp" ïsale added. "It's a point in every existence when time is spun and not spun"

Okay, this was getting crazier "spun and not spun? What does that even mean?"

Tapping his cane on the ground according to the beat of the heart and gradually rising in crescendo and decreasing again. "Using the musical term to explain, time moves in moments then hours, days, months the next thing we know it's far gone, and it takes us with it prepared or not" Norii stated.

"Same as in music, the beats count on and on, rising and falling at its will of construct not considering if you follow it or not" Vire added.

"Seemingly," Ïsale says.

"I still don't understand how this adds up to the soul travel we spoke about moments ago" I put in.

"It does have everything to do," Norii began. "Soul travelling is one of the functions of the time warp".

"But it has not been used since the After Consecration" Vire chirped in

"The acceptance of what we are today?" I asked. " Why then is everyone in an epileptic shock at the mention of it?"

I didn't expect the reaction I got, for the first time since I got into the cave of imponu, it was silent. Ïsale's eyes searching, Norii's ears heightened, Vire as always trying to pierce into the minds of everyone in search of answers to the feeling she felt, whatever it may be.

"You are silent? What I speak does it not make sense to you?" I asked and two pairs of eyes and a heightened sense turned towards me. "What?"

"You do not know?" Vire asked.

"I do not know what?"

"A soul traveller has to merge with the past and the present and the becoming to be made whole, and you are beginning to merge," Norii said.

"Those words were the same words you said to someone while searching for answers to what you called Abaramcheë" Vire spoke and immediately I remembered.

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Maniq facété

Bevése

Ikulo itahi iopt

Symbols of words in creation

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I woke up sweating profusely.

"It's teaching you, isn't it?" Norii asked. He sat quietly at the corner where two pillars leaned. It was like he was watching all of us.

"What?"

"The words you saw, were strange, weren't they? Most of all the symbols, right?"

"What are they?"

"Tupaqus, the language of force, Manaci, the language of sounds accepted, Lumukru, the language of symbols and presentation, Hayana, the language of the speaker," Norii said. "The earliest tongue and long-lasting"

"Why me?" I asked genuinely.

"Heard of the Tale of emiturusu?"