The Light Of Ki’Shara: Pt 2
Sa’nah awoke with a start!
She felt cold. Not the external type that afflicted the skin but the one that chilled the soul.
Earlier that evening, they had sought shelter from the elements in an abandoned cave.
Now, as she sat up, her senses coming alive, the wisdom of that decision seemed dubious. She was sure she heard something stir from within the cave depths.
Sa’nah got up, carefully laying aside the blanket and crept from where she was so as not to disturb Ka’diysh and ventured into the darkness.
It’s not as if she wasn’t aware of the danger, she was, but it’s as though there was this compelling force that wrestled her common sense to the ground holding it captive as she proceeded.
As she stole away she glanced back at her aged Mentor; the warmth of the Glow-Stones kept him toasty and comfortable so that his sleep seemed both satisfying and deep.
Sa’nah melted into the ebony shroud of the cave and continued until the only sound was that of her faint footsteps furtively falling on the frigid floor.
What had she heard? Was it real?
She began questioning herself… until she saw them.
They appeared to be hybrid Human and Black-Hound.
She could, by the small light of the Moon-Stone necklace she wore, discern that there were two of them.
These beasts lacked the menacing demeanor of the former minions of The Nameless One and exhibited uncannily human characteristics. For one thing, they walked uprightly and secondly, they spoke.
“Hello, Youngling,” crooned the first Were-Beast as it came within talking distance.
“You can speak?” Sa’nah asked, more a statement than a question.
“Of course we do young Princess, after all, we wouldn’t make good negotiators if we lacked speech would we?” The second Man-Hound replied.
“A proposal!” He declared. “Our Master has decided to offer you and the Priest safe passage to Ellendale for one small token.”
“What’s that?” Sa’nah asked, still not completely trusting her senses to the unfolding scenario.
“Have you ever heard of The Elmerydian?” Inquired the first of the two creatures.
“Of course.” Sa’nah said, some pride spilling over the edges of her words.
“I am an Adept-in-Training. It is mine to know such things.
What is it to you, creature? I’ve dealt with your kind before and I’m not afraid of you!”
“Of course not, Princess.” Chimed the second beast. “You have Andalyon blood in your veins. You know no fear, right?”
Just then Sa’nah felt her chest beginning to constrict and became aware of the difficulty in breathing.
“Wha..? What’s h-h-hap…?” She gasped, sinking to her knees.
Why Princess, whatever is the matter? Beast two asked, a sly smirk spreading all over his face.
“Sa’nah?” The voice sounded strange, as though coming from some unfathomable depth. “Sa’nah!” It began growing stronger. “Listen to my voice, Princess! Listen to ME!”
The Man-Hounds pressed in and Sa’nah felt like a vise was slowly crushing her ribcage.
“No weapon of fear shall afflict my soul, in Jzhan Christell I’m fearless and bold.” The words ascended from her spirit as though on wings. “I have overcome and conquered all, by the power of Jzhan mine enemies fall.”
The Were-Beasts began dissolving into thin air right before her eyes. Sa’nah recognized the divine presence of The Light of Ki’ Shara releasing the healing balm of His words into her soul.
“Sa’nah!” The voice was insistent but reassuring.
Slowly, she opened her eyes to the pastoral face of her Mentor, Ka’diysh. “You suffered another residual psychic attack, this time during sleep.”
“So, I did.” Sa’nah responded. There were two of them, some kind of Man-Beasts but He delivered me just like He promised to. I can still sense His presence with me!”
“The Light of Ki’ Shara is faithful to His word, Sa’nah. He will ALWAYS perform it!”
Ka’diysh had that far away look in his eyes as though remembering some past personal promise procured.
“How long will the attacks continue, Ka’diysh?” Sa’nah’s eyes were hopeful.
“You’ve passed the worst, Princess; I sense his power has weakened. The Nameless One can only bully the ignorant and you, my young friend, are anything but.
Keep meditating on the words of The Scrolls, in them is healing for the spirit and soul.”
“As I think on Him all strife must cease, for He will keep my mind in peace.” Sa’nah quoted from the Veo-Code as they bowed their heads in prayer.