The Dreams

[Krumai]

YámHa-stáHnam

Revelations.

The defender of Light, the so-called Hušā́s, probes into the Void. Through the songs of our Infiltrators, the so-called Imra's Followers, theirs have dedicated to ensuring the everlasting presence of Light amidst dark influences. Krumai, ours Faithful Servant, a purified husk of truth, makes the dark cloud of obstruction lift its veil, so that knowledge may be obtained.

Out of the cloud of darkness, there comes a bright scenery. The lucid pictures flash as a mindlink is established. The outline of a thinly-veiled woman, dressed purely in white, appears. Calling out to Krumai, the scenery changes, as if beams of light began to form whole meanings and songs. They begin to eventually manifest in the scenery, feeling what it truly is to live the way of the Light, almost like a sage recalling in heart the ancient Vedic verses.

Songs.

"Krumai. Ours ask for the Greymind's whereabouts in the void. Ours listen to your light-filled songs as you sing."

"The Greymind. He's safe and sound from any dark threats. The plan, which is to release the asset to our advisor Sh'ozak, is going as expected."

"Keep monitoring. Be the beacon of light in the darkness. Sing, as ours continue listening. As for the husk, so-called "Askunu", yours have sung to Sh'ozak. Ours cannot provide yours husk with the essence it needs, as ours have focused on other matters."

"We intend to seek purification. The songs of Eris have given us hope. Complicated as it is, Eris has resolved to seek a common Light between them and us."

"Make clear of ours about the mind of the so-called "Eris". Is it the presence of the Lost Ones yours have sung out?"

"Eris is one of the Lost Ones, indeed. It appeared to me in song, knowing my presence, inviting me to its void. It wants me as mediator."

"Ours Advisors do sing of theirs transgressions. Ours have called the Schemer, and theirs have not sung to ours songs. Ours have made it clear, theirs have not realized the truth. Darkness still lingers, as yours have witnessed."

"We do know the ruckus that has happened many cycles ago. But the Lost Ones have shown change."

"Listen, Faithful Servant. Theirs shall know theirs own truth. As theirs have cowered from ours void, theirs shall realize theirs own will and purge the real Darkness that lurks within the surrounding voids."

"We understand. While there has been warmth, they need to prove they are worthy of their songs. We may see to that, once they have moved closer to truth than many cycles ago."

"Tread the paths with care. Ours expect yours to keep watch on theirs, including the so-called Pennybrooke. Never take the paths with darkness in it, even if it seems like a tiny speck to yours."

"Then we shall see to it, as the cycles pass and the situation develops."

"Listen to the truth, and show yours light as ours light-filled Infiltrators. The Advisors shall observe yours, like the Oathborn Daughter, the so-called Ki'Shar."

"We understand."

Realizations.

As the scenery dissipates, the Void reveals itself. The figure, clad in pure white, faded away. After all, it was a dream, but ithe memory that lingers on remains vivid, as if it was real all along.

Ours shall continue as ours have sought to for many cycles.

Mn̥tí-Hánĉas