Chapter 290: Until Next Time
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Chapter 290: Until Next Time
Tala took a careful bite of an apple slice. Since were vaguely on the subject, what even is the Doman-Imithe?
Master Xeel gave an exhausted smile, but Tala thought she was learning his expressions enough to know that it was to do with the frustrating nature of the subject, rather than with her. Simple answer? Its a conceptual backing to reality. A place where all the messy folds, cracks, and contradictions were secreted away in an attempt to keep Zeme habitable.
Tala blinked a few times. That actually makes a lot of sense.
Most simple answers do. They are also notoriously inaccurate under extreme scrutiny, but it suffices for most purposes.
She grunted at that.
I did enjoy the memories from your journey through that place. Ive not seen it with my own eyes, and I found your short trip educational.
Im glad to have been of help? She wasnt quite certain how she really felt about so many people seeing her memories.
That caravan really has left the city, though. No going back, now.
-Its also better than the alternatives.-
Yeah, I would hate to have to try to narrate everything.
Master Xeel nodded happily. Oh, your memories definitely were helpful. It would be better to go to the Doman-Imithe myself, but time being what it is, I doubt Ill manage for another century or so.
So, soon enough, then, Tala joked.
Indeed. He smiled, but he also seemed entirely genuine.
She coughed and changed the subject, So, world fragments.
Oh, thats right, you went to Croi.
So, humanity knows of that world fragments existence?
Yeah. Its changed hands a couple of times, but less frequently than you might guess. The arcanes are rather proud of their possession of it. And to clarify, its not that world fragment, but the world fragment. I dont believe theres another. He hesitated. You know, they might not know its the only one? He shrugged, then. Weve hunted extensively, but they have one, so weve researched different things.
Why arent we helping to expand it? To repair the world that was before?
He shrugged. Paradise under tyranny is no paradise at all, and a paradise won with an ocean of blood might be even worse.
She sat back, and suddenly felt tears building in her eyes. What? Why am I
But she knew. She had spilled an ocean of blood to win free, but she knew he was right.
-Tala.-
No, Alat. Not now.
Master Xeel seemed to be nodding to himself. I see you took something from my words that I didnt say.
What does that mean? she snapped back.
What I said was that to go and take paradise from others so that we can have it, at the expense of blood, is no way to live. To fight free of enslavement, doing what it takes to win free? That is what it takes to survive. To do anything else is to subject yourself to the whims of others, and that is no life.
Tala wiped at her eyes.
Do not seek conflict, but when conflict comesand it will comemake sure you are the victor.
She barked an almost desperate laugh. Its that simple?
It is. He smiled. Why do you think the arcanes didnt renew their war against us?
Tala shrugged. Too difficult? Nothing to gain? Too much else to do?
He smiled at that. Those are part of it, sure. But the reason that they havent banded together and taken us for the benefit that our captivity would offer, is because we never threaten them, and when they do slight us? We always pay it back in blood ten-fold. His smile turned vicious. If you hadnt exacted such a price in your own time among them, we would be planning a reckoning ourselves, for what they did to you.
Tala didnt really know how to respond to that.
As it stands now, us mounting a retaliatory strike would be overkill, not to mention that it would confirm your survival. That might not be the worst thing, but I dont think you need any more drama or danger for the present.
She huffed a mirthless chuckle at that.
By and large, we have made it more profitable for them to kill their own people than to let those people attack us. That results in fewer deaths and less destruction all around.
Still, he didnt look happy.
It might have been a bit too long since their last lesson, though. Their more powerful have long memories, but they still forget. I expect that well need to remind them once again in the coming centuries. It would be irritating if it lined up too closely with the Leshkin, but it will be as it will be.
She grunted, deciding to ignore the Leshkin wars tangent for now. That sounds too simple; keeping the arcanes at bay, I mean.
Master Xeel seemed to come back from his bloody ruminations. Oh, undoubtedly. Its an oversimplification, but that doesnt make the sentiment untrue.
But world fragments. You said thats the only one there is. How can that be? Why cant we find one? Or make one?
He laughed out loud at that. Oh, were looking, but they are among the rarest things in existence.
What do you mean?
Thank you for the offer. Yes, I think I might take you up on that.
Master Xeel smiled. Of course. Your next question?
They have a lot of amazing travel options. I know why we cant use them for most of our population, but the gateless could use them, and there have to be some derivations that we could use.
Ahh, which were you exposed to? I admit that I only processed some of your memories. Did you get to experience the Croi compression lanes?
They called them quick-ways, and yes.
Ahh, quick-ways? Thats a rather clever name. It fits too.
Other than that, I was placed into a dimensional space anchored to a ballista bolt and fired towards a nearby city, and I stepped through something like a longer range quick-way.
Ahh, yes. Ive not seen the first myself, but the theory has been put forward for cargo transport. It might work, but it would be expensive. Weve not forbidden it, and several groups have tried variations over the centuries. They could never make it financially viable. He shrugged. Why force a technology that is less effective for whatever reason? As to long-range compression, that puts a direct strain on reality unlike almost anything else. That, too, would be a rare use-case means of travel, and we have better alternatives for that. Our teleportation network is almost as fast, even if it does require reinscription at the other end. With Mistress Hollys newest invention, once its perfected? That will be hardly an inconvenience at all. Still expensive, though.
So, we have better methods of travel than caravans, but we dont use them?
He laughed. Better by what metric? Speed? Sure. There are many faster ways to travel from city to city. Safety for the passengers? Absolutely. Safety for the cities on either end? No. Cost per pound of cargo? Not really. Caravans are cheap, and the cargo and passengers they move arent time critical.
Tala supposed she could understand that.
You had one last topic for this morning?
Void-magic.
He quirked a smile at that. I assumed wed get to that, after you started with a question about reality beasts. Im glad that I didnt have to bring it up myself. What do you want to know?
Whats the danger?
The same as with any magic, really. You can poison yourself with it, or destroy yourself if you wield it poorly. He shrugged again, waving and taking away their trays.
Tala had her last sausage in hand, so she didnt lose out on any food. Yes, but fire can burn me. What does void do?
It breaks down that which it encounters and consumes to fill itself. That is a natural void, of course. Natural fire is usually just an exothermic oxidation process, while magical fire can be much more destructive. Similarly, when compared to a natural void, void-magic is a bit more hungry?he frowned, seeming to consider"Ravenous, thats the word. Void-magic is ravenous, and more than that, it tends to incorporate what it consumes.
Tala tried to keep a straight face when he used ravenous as a descriptor. Its a common enough word. It doesnt mean anything about me, specifically.
-Yeah, just keep telling yourself that.-
Hush, you. What do you mean?
If you could throw a ball of void-magic, and you hit a fire, the void would eat the fire, expanding outward and burning away much that was around the fire. If it hit a block of ice, it would shatter the surroundings, and you would find much less powdered remains than youd think there should be. This is obviously, once again, an oversimplification fraught with holes, but you get the idea.
So, it takes what it consumes and uses it to consume more?
Its more that the void is flavored by what enters it? At least for a time. Void items tend to gain and lose tints to their magic over the centuries. Not that weve had that many to study, of course.
Have you ever seen a void item eat a fount?
He nodded. Yes. That is one of the simplest ways to remove a harmful or dangerous fount. Importantly, through extensive research, weve found that the fount does still go to the world beyond, just as it does through other methods of removal. So, void-magics are the preferred method for fount destruction.
So, Flow wasnt unique in that then.
-We assumed as much.-
Yeah, but its good to have it confirmed.
I am aware that you have subsumed aspects of void-magic into yourself and your soulbound weapon. I am happy to assist with that as well, but not today. He slapped his hands down on his own knees and pushed himself to his feet. Thank you for the engaging dialogue.
I mean, I just asked you questions, but youre welcome, I suppose?
He smiled. I rarely get to ramble on about such a wide selection of intriguing topics. I know you wanted to discuss reality nodes, and I appreciate that you respected my wish to wait until after your Refining.
She made a sour face, but just for a moment. Hed insisted on that when he and Alat had agreed to the meeting. Its understandable. Im a bit fragile at the moment, and I feel like truly working with my own piece of reality wouldnt be wise while that is the case.
And in that, you show wisdom.
He turned and looked out the broad windows.
You really do have a lovely place here. The method of acquisition was unideal, but I am glad that you have it.
She smiled. Thank you. I feel quite blessed to have it.
Master Xeel turned to her and bowed. Good day, Mistress Tala.
She bowed in return. Good day, Master Xeel.
With a thought, she called the door into the space right beside him, and he smiled as he departed. Until next time.
Kits door clicked shut behind him and vanished.
Thank you, Kit.
The sanctum did not respond.
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Chapter 290: Until Next Time
Tala took a careful bite of an apple slice. Since were vaguely on the subject, what even is the Doman-Imithe?
Master Xeel gave an exhausted smile, but Tala thought she was learning his expressions enough to know that it was to do with the frustrating nature of the subject, rather than with her. Simple answer? Its a conceptual backing to reality. A place where all the messy folds, cracks, and contradictions were secreted away in an attempt to keep Zeme habitable.
Tala blinked a few times. That actually makes a lot of sense.
Most simple answers do. They are also notoriously inaccurate under extreme scrutiny, but it suffices for most purposes.
She grunted at that.
I did enjoy the memories from your journey through that place. Ive not seen it with my own eyes, and I found your short trip educational.
Im glad to have been of help? She wasnt quite certain how she really felt about so many people seeing her memories.
That caravan really has left the city, though. No going back, now.
-Its also better than the alternatives.-
Yeah, I would hate to have to try to narrate everything.
Master Xeel nodded happily. Oh, your memories definitely were helpful. It would be better to go to the Doman-Imithe myself, but time being what it is, I doubt Ill manage for another century or so.
So, soon enough, then, Tala joked.
Indeed. He smiled, but he also seemed entirely genuine.
She coughed and changed the subject, So, world fragments.
Oh, thats right, you went to Croi.
So, humanity knows of that world fragments existence?
Yeah. Its changed hands a couple of times, but less frequently than you might guess. The arcanes are rather proud of their possession of it. And to clarify, its not that world fragment, but the world fragment. I dont believe theres another. He hesitated. You know, they might not know its the only one? He shrugged, then. Weve hunted extensively, but they have one, so weve researched different things.
Why arent we helping to expand it? To repair the world that was before?
He shrugged. Paradise under tyranny is no paradise at all, and a paradise won with an ocean of blood might be even worse.
She sat back, and suddenly felt tears building in her eyes. What? Why am I
But she knew. She had spilled an ocean of blood to win free, but she knew he was right.
-Tala.-
No, Alat. Not now.
Master Xeel seemed to be nodding to himself. I see you took something from my words that I didnt say.
What does that mean? she snapped back.
What I said was that to go and take paradise from others so that we can have it, at the expense of blood, is no way to live. To fight free of enslavement, doing what it takes to win free? That is what it takes to survive. To do anything else is to subject yourself to the whims of others, and that is no life.
Tala wiped at her eyes.
Do not seek conflict, but when conflict comesand it will comemake sure you are the victor.
She barked an almost desperate laugh. Its that simple?
It is. He smiled. Why do you think the arcanes didnt renew their war against us?
Tala shrugged. Too difficult? Nothing to gain? Too much else to do?
He smiled at that. Those are part of it, sure. But the reason that they havent banded together and taken us for the benefit that our captivity would offer, is because we never threaten them, and when they do slight us? We always pay it back in blood ten-fold. His smile turned vicious. If you hadnt exacted such a price in your own time among them, we would be planning a reckoning ourselves, for what they did to you.
Tala didnt really know how to respond to that.
As it stands now, us mounting a retaliatory strike would be overkill, not to mention that it would confirm your survival. That might not be the worst thing, but I dont think you need any more drama or danger for the present.
She huffed a mirthless chuckle at that.
By and large, we have made it more profitable for them to kill their own people than to let those people attack us. That results in fewer deaths and less destruction all around.
Still, he didnt look happy.
It might have been a bit too long since their last lesson, though. Their more powerful have long memories, but they still forget. I expect that well need to remind them once again in the coming centuries. It would be irritating if it lined up too closely with the Leshkin, but it will be as it will be.
She grunted, deciding to ignore the Leshkin wars tangent for now. That sounds too simple; keeping the arcanes at bay, I mean.
Master Xeel seemed to come back from his bloody ruminations. Oh, undoubtedly. Its an oversimplification, but that doesnt make the sentiment untrue.
But world fragments. You said thats the only one there is. How can that be? Why cant we find one? Or make one?
He laughed out loud at that. Oh, were looking, but they are among the rarest things in existence.
What do you mean?
Thank you for the offer. Yes, I think I might take you up on that.
Master Xeel smiled. Of course. Your next question?
They have a lot of amazing travel options. I know why we cant use them for most of our population, but the gateless could use them, and there have to be some derivations that we could use.
Ahh, which were you exposed to? I admit that I only processed some of your memories. Did you get to experience the Croi compression lanes?
They called them quick-ways, and yes.
Ahh, quick-ways? Thats a rather clever name. It fits too.
Other than that, I was placed into a dimensional space anchored to a ballista bolt and fired towards a nearby city, and I stepped through something like a longer range quick-way.
Ahh, yes. Ive not seen the first myself, but the theory has been put forward for cargo transport. It might work, but it would be expensive. Weve not forbidden it, and several groups have tried variations over the centuries. They could never make it financially viable. He shrugged. Why force a technology that is less effective for whatever reason? As to long-range compression, that puts a direct strain on reality unlike almost anything else. That, too, would be a rare use-case means of travel, and we have better alternatives for that. Our teleportation network is almost as fast, even if it does require reinscription at the other end. With Mistress Hollys newest invention, once its perfected? That will be hardly an inconvenience at all. Still expensive, though.
So, we have better methods of travel than caravans, but we dont use them?
He laughed. Better by what metric? Speed? Sure. There are many faster ways to travel from city to city. Safety for the passengers? Absolutely. Safety for the cities on either end? No. Cost per pound of cargo? Not really. Caravans are cheap, and the cargo and passengers they move arent time critical.
Tala supposed she could understand that.
You had one last topic for this morning?
Void-magic.
He quirked a smile at that. I assumed wed get to that, after you started with a question about reality beasts. Im glad that I didnt have to bring it up myself. What do you want to know?
Whats the danger?
The same as with any magic, really. You can poison yourself with it, or destroy yourself if you wield it poorly. He shrugged again, waving and taking away their trays.
Tala had her last sausage in hand, so she didnt lose out on any food. Yes, but fire can burn me. What does void do?
It breaks down that which it encounters and consumes to fill itself. That is a natural void, of course. Natural fire is usually just an exothermic oxidation process, while magical fire can be much more destructive. Similarly, when compared to a natural void, void-magic is a bit more hungry?he frowned, seeming to consider"Ravenous, thats the word. Void-magic is ravenous, and more than that, it tends to incorporate what it consumes.
Tala tried to keep a straight face when he used ravenous as a descriptor. Its a common enough word. It doesnt mean anything about me, specifically.
-Yeah, just keep telling yourself that.-
Hush, you. What do you mean?
If you could throw a ball of void-magic, and you hit a fire, the void would eat the fire, expanding outward and burning away much that was around the fire. If it hit a block of ice, it would shatter the surroundings, and you would find much less powdered remains than youd think there should be. This is obviously, once again, an oversimplification fraught with holes, but you get the idea.
So, it takes what it consumes and uses it to consume more?
Its more that the void is flavored by what enters it? At least for a time. Void items tend to gain and lose tints to their magic over the centuries. Not that weve had that many to study, of course.
Have you ever seen a void item eat a fount?
He nodded. Yes. That is one of the simplest ways to remove a harmful or dangerous fount. Importantly, through extensive research, weve found that the fount does still go to the world beyond, just as it does through other methods of removal. So, void-magics are the preferred method for fount destruction.
So, Flow wasnt unique in that then.
-We assumed as much.-
Yeah, but its good to have it confirmed.
I am aware that you have subsumed aspects of void-magic into yourself and your soulbound weapon. I am happy to assist with that as well, but not today. He slapped his hands down on his own knees and pushed himself to his feet. Thank you for the engaging dialogue.
I mean, I just asked you questions, but youre welcome, I suppose?
He smiled. I rarely get to ramble on about such a wide selection of intriguing topics. I know you wanted to discuss reality nodes, and I appreciate that you respected my wish to wait until after your Refining.
She made a sour face, but just for a moment. Hed insisted on that when he and Alat had agreed to the meeting. Its understandable. Im a bit fragile at the moment, and I feel like truly working with my own piece of reality wouldnt be wise while that is the case.
And in that, you show wisdom.
He turned and looked out the broad windows.
You really do have a lovely place here. The method of acquisition was unideal, but I am glad that you have it.
She smiled. Thank you. I feel quite blessed to have it.
Master Xeel turned to her and bowed. Good day, Mistress Tala.
She bowed in return. Good day, Master Xeel.
With a thought, she called the door into the space right beside him, and he smiled as he departed. Until next time.
Kits door clicked shut behind him and vanished.
Thank you, Kit.
The sanctum did not respond.
Chapter 290: Until Next TimeTala took a careful bite of an apple slice. Since were vaguely on the subject, what even is the Doman-Imithe?Master Xeel gave an exhausted smile, but Tala thought she was learning his expressions enough to know that it was to do with the frustrating nature of the subject, rather than with her. Simple answer? Its a conceptual backing to reality. A place where all the messy folds, cracks, and contradictions were secreted away in an attempt to keep Zeme habitable.Tala blinked a few times. That actually makes a lot of sense.Most simple answers do. They are also notoriously inaccurate under extreme scrutiny, but it suffices for most purposes.She grunted at that.I did enjoy the memories from your journey through that place. Ive not seen it with my own eyes, and I found your short trip educational.Im glad to have been of help? She wasnt quite certain how she really felt about so many people seeing her memories.That caravan really has left the city, though. No going back, now.-Its also better than the alternatives.-Yeah, I would hate to have to try to narrate everything.Master Xeel nodded happily. Oh, your memories definitely were helpful. It would be better to go to the Doman-Imithe myself, but time being what it is, I doubt Ill manage for another century or so.So, soon enough, then, Tala joked.Indeed. He smiled, but he also seemed entirely genuine.She coughed and changed the subject, So, world fragments.Oh, thats right, you went to Croi.So, humanity knows of that world fragments existence?Yeah. Its changed hands a couple of times, but less frequently than you might guess. The arcanes are rather proud of their possession of it. And to clarify, its not that world fragment, but the world fragment. I dont believe theres another. He hesitated. You know, they might not know its the only one? He shrugged, then. Weve hunted extensively, but they have one, so weve researched different things.Why arent we helping to expand it? To repair the world that was before?He shrugged. Paradise under tyranny is no paradise at all, and a paradise won with an ocean of blood might be even worse.She sat back, and suddenly felt tears building in her eyes. What? Why am IBut she knew. She had spilled an ocean of blood to win free, but she knew he was right.-Tala.-No, Alat. Not now.Master Xeel seemed to be nodding to himself. I see you took something from my words that I didnt say.What does that mean? she snapped back.What I said was that to go and take paradise from others so that we can have it, at the expense of blood, is no way to live. To fight free of enslavement, doing what it takes to win free? That is what it takes to survive. To do anything else is to subject yourself to the whims of others, and that is no life.Tala wiped at her eyes.Do not seek conflict, but when conflict comesand it will comemake sure you are the victor.She barked an almost desperate laugh. Its that simple?It is. He smiled. Why do you think the arcanes didnt renew their war against us?Tala shrugged. Too difficult? Nothing to gain? Too much else to do?He smiled at that. Those are part of it, sure. But the reason that they havent banded together and taken us for the benefit that our captivity would offer, is because we never threaten them, and when they do slight us? We always pay it back in blood ten-fold. His smile turned vicious. If you hadnt exacted such a price in your own time among them, we would be planning a reckoning ourselves, for what they did to you.Tala didnt really know how to respond to that.As it stands now, us mounting a retaliatory strike would be overkill, not to mention that it would confirm your survival. That might not be the worst thing, but I dont think you need any more drama or danger for the present.She huffed a mirthless chuckle at that.By and large, we have made it more profitable for them to kill their own people than to let those people attack us. That results in fewer deaths and less destruction all around.Still, he didnt look happy.It might have been a bit too long since their last lesson, though. Their more powerful have long memories, but they still forget. I expect that well need to remind them once again in the coming centuries. It would be irritating if it lined up too closely with the Leshkin, but it will be as it will be.She grunted, deciding to ignore the Leshkin wars tangent for now. That sounds too simple; keeping the arcanes at bay, I mean.Master Xeel seemed to come back from his bloody ruminations. Oh, undoubtedly. Its an oversimplification, but that doesnt make the sentiment untrue.But world fragments. You said thats the only one there is. How can that be? Why cant we find one? Or make one?He laughed out loud at that. Oh, were looking, but they are among the rarest things in existence.What do you mean?Thank you for the offer. Yes, I think I might take you up on that.Master Xeel smiled. Of course. Your next question?They have a lot of amazing travel options. I know why we cant use them for most of our population, but the gateless could use them, and there have to be some derivations that we could use.Ahh, which were you exposed to? I admit that I only processed some of your memories. Did you get to experience the Croi compression lanes?They called them quick-ways, and yes.Ahh, quick-ways? Thats a rather clever name. It fits too.Other than that, I was placed into a dimensional space anchored to a ballista bolt and fired towards a nearby city, and I stepped through something like a longer range quick-way.Ahh, yes. Ive not seen the first myself, but the theory has been put forward for cargo transport. It might work, but it would be expensive. Weve not forbidden it, and several groups have tried variations over the centuries. They could never make it financially viable. He shrugged. Why force a technology that is less effective for whatever reason? As to long-range compression, that puts a direct strain on reality unlike almost anything else. That, too, would be a rare use-case means of travel, and we have better alternatives for that. Our teleportation network is almost as fast, even if it does require reinscription at the other end. With Mistress Hollys newest invention, once its perfected? That will be hardly an inconvenience at all. Still expensive, though.So, we have better methods of travel than caravans, but we dont use them?He laughed. Better by what metric? Speed? Sure. There are many faster ways to travel from city to city. Safety for the passengers? Absolutely. Safety for the cities on either end? No. Cost per pound of cargo? Not really. Caravans are cheap, and the cargo and passengers they move arent time critical.Tala supposed she could understand that.You had one last topic for this morning?Void-magic.He quirked a smile at that. I assumed wed get to that, after you started with a question about reality beasts. Im glad that I didnt have to bring it up myself. What do you want to know?Whats the danger?The same as with any magic, really. You can poison yourself with it, or destroy yourself if you wield it poorly. He shrugged again, waving and taking away their trays.Tala had her last sausage in hand, so she didnt lose out on any food. Yes, but fire can burn me. What does void do?It breaks down that which it encounters and consumes to fill itself. That is a natural void, of course. Natural fire is usually just an exothermic oxidation process, while magical fire can be much more destructive. Similarly, when compared to a natural void, void-magic is a bit more hungry?he frowned, seeming to consider"Ravenous, thats the word. Void-magic is ravenous, and more than that, it tends to incorporate what it consumes.Tala tried to keep a straight face when he used ravenous as a descriptor. Its a common enough word. It doesnt mean anything about me, specifically.-Yeah, just keep telling yourself that.-Hush, you. What do you mean?If you could throw a ball of void-magic, and you hit a fire, the void would eat the fire, expanding outward and burning away much that was around the fire. If it hit a block of ice, it would shatter the surroundings, and you would find much less powdered remains than youd think there should be. This is obviously, once again, an oversimplification fraught with holes, but you get the idea.So, it takes what it consumes and uses it to consume more?Its more that the void is flavored by what enters it? At least for a time. Void items tend to gain and lose tints to their magic over the centuries. Not that weve had that many to study, of course.Have you ever seen a void item eat a fount?He nodded. Yes. That is one of the simplest ways to remove a harmful or dangerous fount. Importantly, through extensive research, weve found that the fount does still go to the world beyond, just as it does through other methods of removal. So, void-magics are the preferred method for fount destruction.So, Flow wasnt unique in that then.-We assumed as much.-Yeah, but its good to have it confirmed.I am aware that you have subsumed aspects of void-magic into yourself and your soulbound weapon. I am happy to assist with that as well, but not today. He slapped his hands down on his own knees and pushed himself to his feet. Thank you for the engaging dialogue.I mean, I just asked you questions, but youre welcome, I suppose?He smiled. I rarely get to ramble on about such a wide selection of intriguing topics. I know you wanted to discuss reality nodes, and I appreciate that you respected my wish to wait until after your Refining.She made a sour face, but just for a moment. Hed insisted on that when he and Alat had agreed to the meeting. Its understandable. Im a bit fragile at the moment, and I feel like truly working with my own piece of reality wouldnt be wise while that is the case.And in that, you show wisdom.He turned and looked out the broad windows.You really do have a lovely place here. The method of acquisition was unideal, but I am glad that you have it.She smiled. Thank you. I feel quite blessed to have it.Master Xeel turned to her and bowed. Good day, Mistress Tala.She bowed in return. Good day, Master Xeel.With a thought, she called the door into the space right beside him, and he smiled as he departed. Until next time.Kits door clicked shut behind him and vanished.Thank you, Kit.The sanctum did not respond.
