Prophecy - Chapter 3

1 0 0
                                    

Sentinekka is always so amazing, and her voice can make him instantly feel better. He'd love to spend the time of a Lesson of the Passage or of a Trial with her, but he cannot, and this makes him feel lonely and empty.

He already misses her happy smiles, while he walks inside the halls of the Cave of Prophecies. When he reaches the Totem of the Trials, he finds himself in front of the Prophet of Water. They are alone, the others are probably in their special areas.

«Welcome» she says. «You are not late. That's a respectful thing, I appreciate».

He bows quietly at her, and she reciprocates. «Follow me» she invites him, and he obeys.

Ṣayẹwo takes him to a small area with a pure and transparent waterfall. The water falls and forms an adorable lake that will never overflow or disappear.

«What do you think of the water, Ojtaro?» she asks him, while looking at the beautiful liquid. «How would you describe it if you touched it?».

He slowly puts his hand in the water and answers her question:«Cold. Hurtful...». But then, he becomes calmer and adds:«But also warm, when I get used to it». He takes the hand off the water and concludes, curious:«Why are you asking me this?».

«Patience is not only listening or not being scared of the time» she lays her hand on one of his shoulders and continues:«It's also being capable of telling and describing, and I can see you're not that far from learning that wisdom».

Suddenly, two doors open them selves in font of them.

«You are ready» she whispers, while encouraging him to enter in the new room.

Inside of it there are many waterfalls that connect different tiny rivers, and candles scattered everywhere. Their flames are extinct, an their surfaces are white and shiny. They look beautiful in that dark space.

The Prophet is going to close the doors, but he interrupts her:«I can't skate... There will be ice in there, won't it?».

«Yes» she answers. She then sighs, snaps the fingers of her right hand and a small Light surround the young boy, who looks at her in confusion.

«This will help you to not get hurt too easily, but no one has to know about this. He was like you, once, and I didn't help him. It ended that way» she explains, looking down at the Light, who slowly reached his feet. «After this Trial, you must learn how to skate on the ice. Am I clear?».

«Yes. I thank you for this temporary blessing» he nods and, finally, she closes the doors, which create a rocky and strong sound.

Ojtaro stares at the candles; he lights them up as he should do and, after some time, a white portal appears on the ground.

He sits, and everything becomes white as the portal, as the candles, as the Light itself. 

-----

«The Trial of Water: time divides each contender...».

He hears a familiar voice, but he doesn't recognize it. Who was that...? Someone he doesn't see often, but someone that he feels like he's seeing everyday and everywhere.

This is not good, but he has to think about the Trial now. Not about some mysterious voice...

He stands up and looks at the view that is in front of him: many islands of the frozen base and the snow-covered ground that extend for who knows how many metres. The water surrounding them rises and falls in a temporary cycle of at least about five to ten seconds.

Far away, he can see a bigger island: it's the place he must reach to complete the Trial... But how?!

He looks at everything, until he notices a little detail: on some islands there is at least one brown building with a space for some fire.

Checkpoints! He only has to put fire in each of them.

But what happens if he falls in the water?

Fly Until You See The LightWhere stories live. Discover now