Reign Of Fayala

Reunion

Fayala paused at the exit of the cavern and looked out onto the valley. The flat meadow spread out before her, tall majestic trees to her right,  white capped mountains to her left and the wide blue lake extending off into the distant hills. For a moment the incident back in the temple seemed a terrible dream, but the girls scream of pain still echoed in her ears.   That poor girl she thought, how could I have been so clumsy, why did not I not sense her presence, I even forgot that servants name. In two hundred seasons I have never made such mental errors, and that voice I heard.

Thinking that she just may need to refresh her core, Fayala made her way down to her usual place of meditation, a large flat rock overlooking the lake. The sun was high and bright in the cloudless sky. She shed her outer garment exposing her body to the sun's light, warmth and energy. She stood with her arms out to sides, relishing the feel of the sun's radiance energizing her core.

Then a thought entered her mind, there was a ritual to be performed, she had never done it before, she was not even sure how she knew of it.  She placed her hands in front of her abdomen, palms facing each other.  Taking a long deep breath she raised her hands in front of her, close to her torso, interlacing her fingers as her hands passed over her head extending her arms palms up toward the sky.   At full extension, she slowly exhaled releasing her fingers allowing her arms to slowly drift out to her sides and down bringing her hands back to the starting position. She repeated this movement seven times.  She stood quietly for several minutes, breathing, centering, hands covering lower abdomen, left over right.   

"There, now does that not feel better my sister,"  said a voice from within.

Fayala listened carefully, focused, yes there is someone, someone familiar,  "Mira, is that you?"

"Yes it is me," was the reply.

"How, where are you, I felt you ... die," said Fayala excitedly. "Why can I not see you?" She asked looking around the valley.

"Because my dear Falaya, I am within you."

"Within ... me?"  Responded Fayala.

"You were much stronger that any of us could have imagined, when you reached out to me psychically the day my body died,  you pulled my essence in to you," explained Mira.

Fayala shook her head, "but I would have felt you, I would have known."

"Even I did not know," replied Mira. "It had to be the first time you spirit traveled during meditation that I woke up and found myself in a body, like mine but different internally and structurally, then you came back to your body and just as suddenly I was thrown back into sleep." 

"So every time I left my body on a spirit journey, you  awoke and had control?" Falaya asked.

"Yes and I must say it took some getting used to having two lungs, five fingers and toes, but as hard as I tried I could not contact you until your spirit reached the highest level of meditative states." 

"Then that was you!" Cried Fayala.

"Yes and I was overjoyed when I finally contacted you," replied Mira.

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The sun had set and inside the darkened temple Ohas was beside herself, the Goddess had never been in her valley this long. The temple was quiet as everyone had gone to sleep, the only sound was the faint echo of an impatient priestess's bare feet on the stone floor. She paced back and forth just inside the sanctuary door, at one time putting her ear up the door knowing full well she could not hear anything through the thick solid wood.