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"I know what you mean. My very birth was the cause of several murders, and I lived in pain for so long. But now looking back, I can't think to change a thing. I did a lot of good during my troubles, and I've finaly gotten what I was looking for all that time. We can't want to change what happened without giving up what we've become because of it. I even appreciate the worst moments now, my regrets are almost gone."

"That's right, don't let go of the pain. It's why I haven't released mine completely. They stay as the memorial of all the mistakes I've made, and forgetting them would be like erasing them. I choose to accept them, every ache is still fresh, but that pain drives me forward to continue living rather than bog me down in doubts of myself." This was turning into a real uplifting moment for Saradin, he never thought he'd hear such optomistic words coming from his own mouth.

"It makes perfect sense. We each have things that we hold onto that stay important." Saradin's fork tapped occasionaly against the empty plate he had as he listened and enjoyed sharing his thoughts with her. "Your nickname, my pain; they stand for the same things. They build who we are, memories are the most powerful tool of our minds. They bind us or we cling to them, either way they give us direction. Don't fear this anniversary, instead use it to honor his passing... Niah."

"Your training?" The tapping of his fork stopped suddenly and he set it down on the plate. This was a more serious and very real discussion of ability rather than whimsical or heartfelt. "To begin would be basic meditation practice, learning to block your own basic emotions through focus. From there its a matter of seperating your own emotions from outside ones, its like a muscle that you cant control until youve worked it out. Once you understand how to do that, I'll test you against the emotions pent up inside me." Saradin cleared himself from his chair and looked around him, his feast wasnt getting the proper attention. "That's the concept, now you should get some rest, I still have a large meal to make."

Pouvez-vous l'entendre? ((Can you hear it?))

Kasis stirred, his arms and legs sore. They rubbed against the soft velvet carpet and lethargically rolled around in the great hall or where ever he was now. Oui... Gently opening his eyes he dug his face into the carpet a bit more, letting the soft material scratch his cheek and neck. Suddenly his body went limp and he lay on the floor his eyes afixed on something far and distant. The words, the damned words that were forbidden played in full stero in his head.

Même si je ne te void pas
Je peux retrouver ce que l'on cherche dans la nuit,
même se c'est très difficile
je danserai mon chemin avec les loups.

The melody of the voice that sang angelically soothed his mind and soul, even if he couldn't understand most of the words. Something about regaining what someone seeks, a difficult obstacle, and wolves. Kasis eyes focused on the wall now, his keen eyes following the intricate designs of the wall paper. He replayed the song over and over in his mind. The song was beautiful, and sometimes he would catch himself humming the tune when he was alone. The melody was magical to him.

Finally feeling able, he picked himself up and stretched his aching muscles and bones. Only doing a few brief stretches he fell back into a fluffy couch. Arms outstretched on the back of the furniture he stretched his back as he mind started to take off with memories again. They zoomed off and his mind started to wonder how his village was doing. He sat there a moment longer and started to hum the tune of his soul.

Aura was once again in the library, she had been for several hours now. She pulled out her journal from the shelf and walked over the desk she used most. Withdrawing a small key from seemingly nowhere she unlocked the desk’s drawer. From the drawer she pulled out a smaller red leather bound book, one that almost matched her journal though it didn’t look as worn. She picked up the feather she had used the previous day, reusing it to spare Eclipse another feather. Aura inked the tip of the home made quill and opened the smaller book, as well as her journal, she flipped through the journal’s pages to her stopping point, where she filled in the rest of what needed to be told there.

Her attention then turned to the list that was in the smaller book. A list that was forty-two lines long was present across several of the pages. And of those forty-two, thirty four were crossed out already, in different places along the list, leaving only eight still clearly seen in crisp hieroglyphs. Running a finger down the list, she stopped at a line far down and pressed the quill to the paper, running a dark line through that one as well. Now only seven of forty-two list items remained unscratched.

She sighed at the list. "Pretty good for over five thousand years."

Aura looked up from both books and blinked a few times, still registering who exactly it was. She then smiled and laughed slightly. "Evening Kasis...falling through doorways again I see. What are you doing up at this hour?"