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blue and yellow by his wife, who stood just behind him wrapped in skins for comfort. They both looked at her warmly as he presented the gift to her with both hands. She took it just as he had presented it to her, with both her hands, and tried to get a sense for what it was. The healer knew whenever she searched for a reason behind something. His aura slowly penetrated hers as she stepped closer to him.
Her hands turned to ice as she touched the container in his hands. She hadn’t endured a sensation so strong since she felt the river beneath the falls crash against her body the first time she leapt from the ravine. She instantly withdrew her hands from the container. The aura around her healer deadened. She felt nothing. Not his emotions, not the calmness he had given her, simply nothing. It was the essence of numbness. As lifeless and unmoving as it was, it was still a profound sensation.
The wife took the skin from her back and placed it over the container. She gracefully wrapped it and handed it to Madison. She cautiously took it and felt the aura of the healer gradually coming back to her. It enveloped her with a warning of what was to come. He took his hand and motioned for Madison to set the container down. Taking her hand within his, she felt her emotions protruding him.
There would be others. That was the only true premonition that he could concede to her. They would procreate their own kind. Not instantly, but eventually. Whether they chose to or not, it would indeed happen. And the container, there was a substance inside that she was to keep with her in the tiniest of amounts. It was meant for herself and Jayden, and perhaps others they would find worthy in the time to come.
‘What possible need should I have for complete numbness?’
The wife took two pouches strung upon thin chains of skin. They were necklaces. Madison could sense the substance inside the pouches as well. She took the necklaces and wrapped them around both her neck and Jayden’s. The healer never let go of Madison’s hand.
‘There are men of spiritual ways around you,’ he said. ‘They will be able to find you. And when they do, this will protect you. They will not sense your presence or your immortality as long as you wear it. Use it sparingly and you and your companion will remain safe.’
Madison drew back slightly in shock of what he had said. He had spoken clear English. And yet Jayden didn’t react.
The healer let go of her hand and walked away, not looking back. His wife followed in his path and they entered their tented home just feet away.
“Did you hear that?” she asked Jayden.
“Of course I heard it,” he said. “Bloody good it will do us not knowing their language.”
Madison vaguely understood as she looked to where the healer had once been standing. Only she was meant to know what he said. Jayden couldn’t understand, or perhaps he wasn’t meant to. She remained uncertain.
That was the only farewell she would receive. It was meant to be swift. Madison wondered if the healer understood her words ever since she first arrived.
Jayden placed the gifts in a sack from the skins they received and tied them around his back. Madison took a few and did the same. She walked through the path opened for them by onlookers to make their way to the woods. After giving so much of her time and effort to know these people, to learning their ways, and after seeking their acceptance, they were allowing her to leave with Jayden. She could never truly be one of them as she thought she might have wanted. Leaving was her only true option in the end. She was still an outsider to them.
Madison briefly glanced into each of their eyes as she passed them, searching for some hint of sorrow at her passing beyond their borders within moments. She found none. Their helpfulness was in hopes that she may find a future better suited to her, but not amongst their people. She was still a threat.
As she walked away, she understood Jamison’s
Her hands turned to ice as she touched the container in his hands. She hadn’t endured a sensation so strong since she felt the river beneath the falls crash against her body the first time she leapt from the ravine. She instantly withdrew her hands from the container. The aura around her healer deadened. She felt nothing. Not his emotions, not the calmness he had given her, simply nothing. It was the essence of numbness. As lifeless and unmoving as it was, it was still a profound sensation.
The wife took the skin from her back and placed it over the container. She gracefully wrapped it and handed it to Madison. She cautiously took it and felt the aura of the healer gradually coming back to her. It enveloped her with a warning of what was to come. He took his hand and motioned for Madison to set the container down. Taking her hand within his, she felt her emotions protruding him.
There would be others. That was the only true premonition that he could concede to her. They would procreate their own kind. Not instantly, but eventually. Whether they chose to or not, it would indeed happen. And the container, there was a substance inside that she was to keep with her in the tiniest of amounts. It was meant for herself and Jayden, and perhaps others they would find worthy in the time to come.
‘What possible need should I have for complete numbness?’
The wife took two pouches strung upon thin chains of skin. They were necklaces. Madison could sense the substance inside the pouches as well. She took the necklaces and wrapped them around both her neck and Jayden’s. The healer never let go of Madison’s hand.
‘There are men of spiritual ways around you,’ he said. ‘They will be able to find you. And when they do, this will protect you. They will not sense your presence or your immortality as long as you wear it. Use it sparingly and you and your companion will remain safe.’
Madison drew back slightly in shock of what he had said. He had spoken clear English. And yet Jayden didn’t react.
The healer let go of her hand and walked away, not looking back. His wife followed in his path and they entered their tented home just feet away.
“Did you hear that?” she asked Jayden.
“Of course I heard it,” he said. “Bloody good it will do us not knowing their language.”
Madison vaguely understood as she looked to where the healer had once been standing. Only she was meant to know what he said. Jayden couldn’t understand, or perhaps he wasn’t meant to. She remained uncertain.
That was the only farewell she would receive. It was meant to be swift. Madison wondered if the healer understood her words ever since she first arrived.
Jayden placed the gifts in a sack from the skins they received and tied them around his back. Madison took a few and did the same. She walked through the path opened for them by onlookers to make their way to the woods. After giving so much of her time and effort to know these people, to learning their ways, and after seeking their acceptance, they were allowing her to leave with Jayden. She could never truly be one of them as she thought she might have wanted. Leaving was her only true option in the end. She was still an outsider to them.
Madison briefly glanced into each of their eyes as she passed them, searching for some hint of sorrow at her passing beyond their borders within moments. She found none. Their helpfulness was in hopes that she may find a future better suited to her, but not amongst their people. She was still a threat.
As she walked away, she understood Jamison’s
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