Beacons in The Dark

Chapter 40 - Waiting Around

"To climb the mountain, you must do it step by step." - from Priest Sevron's famed Gold Sermon

He had been spending his time here well. Time? Nami thought to himself, this place felt like the very idea of time was out of place. He trained daily in the outdoor gymnasiums, polyresinous punching dummies with pneumatic arms and even lower level AI replicants with full articulation, all ready to fight at any time during the day or night.

When the moons came up, invisible hologlobes lit themselves all around the village, and probably the others as well, washing their streets and houses in a warm glow, like the world itself was agrow. Nami spent many hours thinking of what Xareth had said and his words up wyrds and destinites, trinities, and other such vague notions went over his head completely, it was not something that he dealt with as a guildsman in the Loreseeker's guild.

This was beyond his knowledge; Nami had spent his life in gadgets and lightrays, databursts with toxic encyrption codes, cortex burners...but this, this was Jhiva?

He still did not know what that exactly meant, but the others and Xerath would seem to speak of Jhiva of it as a deity and sometimes as something that was apart of all of them, like a tapestry interwoven together, except on a nanomonically small level.

Xerath's home was empty that morning, so Nami walked around, ran one of their hovers out through the fields and into the forests, just enjoying himself, feeling the world itself ennervated some vitality into his being.