A Hard Climb
I have peered into the Dark Realm.
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"Here," said Perdix, handing the sleeping youth a cup of steaming hot liquid.
Xhahari sat up on one elbow and smiled.
"I am glad you were able to get some sleep," said Perdix. "And I see you found Eika. I hope the animal was not too hard to find."
"No," said Xhahari, taking a long drink from the cup.
He spewed the liquid out on the ground.
"What is this foul tasting brew?" Xhahari asked.
Perdix laughed.
"It is just a few herbs, fly dung, and some mushrooms I gathered from the cow piles before we left home."
"I think you must have been rather heavy with the dung, Perdix. That stuff is really wicked."
"I know," he said. "But try to drink it. If you can keep it down, it will be a good thing. The fly dung will heal you inside out. The mushrooms will help us, too. You will find they will give you wondrous powers of observation and hearing. Not to mention, if I got the ingredients mixed in the right measures, it can work as a flying ointment, as well.
"Refill my cup," said Xhahari.
He drank deeply, emptying the cup of the last drops.
"That's what I like about you, son," said Perdix, "your hunger to experience the great experiments that push us farther in toward Divine Knowledge."
"I don't know about that," Xhahari said. "But I don't think I'll be kissing fair maidens anytime soon. They'd run away the instant I opened my mouth and gave them a whiff of my malodorous breath."
Peridix laughed.
"There will be time for such mischief later, I hope. Come. There is still a hard climb ahead."
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