Winds of Change

Chapter 4

In the serene oasis of spirits, Vikkock found himself in a deep trance, his mind and spirit in communion with the surroundings. The crystalline waters reflected a calmness interrupted by an ethereal resonance, a voice calling him by an unknown name: Türleg.

The voice became clearer and more defined, a harmonious whisper vibrating in every fiber of his being. "Child, I am your father," resonated, followed by another similar echo intertwining with the first, "And I, your mother."

Vikkock, surprised and confused by the bond these voices were attempting to establish, felt bewildered. "Parents? How could the spirits of the moon and the ocean claim such a title?"

-"Parents?" he whispered, bewildered, staring at the waters of the pond where La and Tui, the spirits, seemed to merge into a singular presence. "I don't understand..."

The response came as a breeze, a thought intertwining with his consciousness: "We are your spiritual parents, Türleg. We have watched over you since your birth; your ties with us are deep and strong."

The young Vikkock, overwhelmed by the revelation, blinked several times, struggling to comprehend this connection. "My parents... but my father, my mother..." he stammered, unable to articulate coherent words.

-"We are not your parents in the human sense, but we have been your guardians; your affinity with water is our manifestation," continued the voices, merged in a spiritual harmony. "Türleg, you are part of us."

The words echoed in his mind, challenging the truths he had known. Vikkock felt inundated by a tide of emotions, torn between confusion and amazement, trying to embrace this revelation.

-"How is this possible?" Vikkock asked, attempting to understand the incomprehensible.

The answer came as an ethereal caress: "You will discover that story by yourself, Türleg." The presence of the spirits gradually faded, leaving Vikkock immersed in a reverential silence, charged with a new perception about his existence and his connection with the supernatural.

Amidst that reverential silence, Vikkock remained there, gazing into the tranquil waters of the pond. A surge of emotions enveloped him, his thoughts colliding between disbelief and the gradual acceptance of the revelation he had just experienced.

Then, Tui's voice gently resonated in his mind: "Fear not, Türleg. Our connection is ancient, our bonds are deep. You are the bridge between our essence and the material world."

Vikkock nodded slightly, his eyes reflecting a mixture of doubt and curiosity. "Why... why do they call me Türleg?"

La's voice joined the conversation, creating a symphony of ethereal tones: "That is your spiritual name. It is the essence you carry within, an identity linked to us and to nature itself."

-"But... my name is Vikkock," he responded, confused by the duality of identities presented to him.

"You have two identities, two essences fused into a single soul. Vikkock is your human name, Türleg is your spiritual essence, the manifestation of our influence in your life," explained Tui.

The words resonated within him, creating an echo of understanding in his mind. Vikkock realized that his existence was much more complex than he had ever imagined. He silently thanked for the revelation, although a multitude of questions still swirled in his mind

After that revealing dialogue, Vikkock remained in silence, immersed in his thoughts, while the waters of the pond resumed their serene dance. Although the answers had left him with more questions, a sense of deeper connection with the spiritual world invaded him.