Reeling from the shock, Executos lay atop his bed his mind strangely blank and free from any thought that would usually fly about his mind. Though he still saw darkness, light radiated within his heart as hope burned brightly, it had been hours since he heard the voice of the old lady and yet her would still lingered on within his mind,
'You shall see once more.'
The thought had left him strangely calm. In a sense he knew that such good news ought to have brought about tremendous excitement, a joy so full and bubbly only external movement could only begin to express it and yet... a calm like no other. His heart beat in a steady fashion, his body lay in a place and his mind gazed at the darkness within.
Lost, wonderful and above all, free.
He was no longer swayed by the happiness this world had subjected to him as he lay there free of thought.
It was ironic that the boy who felt tormented by the world now no longer felt bothered by it. It was ironic, truly so.
The night delved deeper and deeper within itself as the silence all the more reigned within the room. Feeling nothing but peace an intense sense of foreboding arrested his being for he knew, that whenever he felt such peace, horrendous situations would occur.
Lightly trembling, he delved deeper into the soft sheets, like a cowering child he began to fear the silence and the darkness it brought about, quietly muttering
"i have power, i have power, i have power..."
It brought him little solace but that little solace was still peace nonetheless.
"i have power, i have power, i have power..."
Like a church mouse, he lay hidden within his sheets as though those feeble sheets would grant him a sense of protection but fear had gotten so deep in him such that he ignored the most basic survival instinct but whatever brought him peace and safety he did it.
"i have power, i have power, i have power..."
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"Grand Procurator, what is the meaning of this?"
Within the darkness, an annoyed child like voice resonated
"learn to respect your elder, you uncivilized brat. Do you not know who you speak of of casually?"
The gruff annoyed voice belated as it too resonated within the deep darkness.
Voices began to echo within the darkness as they too shared their annoyance and shock of the sudden summons
"What is going on Grand Procurator, you've never done something like this unless it was an emergency but emergency could there be such that you requested an immediate summons."
Another strict feminine voice shared her concerns. Many too joining in her shared confusion till an incredibly aged voice spoke with much vigor, his words trembling as they left his mouth.
"A... message has been, heard!"
"A... message has been, heard!"
"A... message has been, heard!"
They repeated those same words thrice, the more they repeated the more aged and trembling the voice sounded but the undeniable vigor, left the voices in quiet shock as the listened silently.
"A, reverend has been... born... they are in the Colinth, regions and they... they are, the one..."
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The spoken words created so much of a shock that the already stunned voice spoke not for a very long time, aside from the terrible wheezing's of the bearer of the news only they struggled with breath as the sat in the silent darkness, time feeling non-existent as they all marveled quietly.
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"old man, when, tell us when you heard the message."
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"wheeze, wheeze, wheeze... 17 Solar moons after the previous gatherings..."
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"That was when I opened the first seal..."
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"And I heard his voice... clear as day..."
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The trembling words hung in the dark air as those who resided within the darkness released shocked gasps, their expressions hidden by the darkness.
"What are we to do?"
A child- like voice that carried an anger like no one spoke, though this time what replaced their anger was simple reverence for the spoken word.
"Find the star scrypt..."
An old calm voice spoke, his way of talk sounding strangely solemn as the voices that lay hidden in the darkness spoke, disagreeing with what had been proposed.
"you want us to, what?!"
"Have you lost you damn mind..."
"On the contrary my fellow compatriots, its a must that we should obtain the star scrypt. The grand procurator witnessed something by simply opening the first seal on time, after all as the sage had spoken, "life and death are simply now part of our way of being." So we must obtain it."
The old voice spoke calmly and clearly, each word induced contained a sense of sovereignty and tremendous awe.
"But does that mean we ought to risk our secrecy for the star scrypt? Only a mad man would even begin the journey there."
The child-like voice practically screamed as they disregarded the words prompting them to their death, then the wheezing stopped as they continued.
"....his last words demanded speed be our main priority, danger approacheth... cough, cough, cough..."
His coughs sounded as though he would expectorate his very lungs.
COUGH, COUGH, COUGH
Those who resided within the darkness out of respect for the Grand Procurator, kept their silence as they listened to the vicious coughs that continue their terror against their lungs.
"..COUGH, COUGH, COUGH, make, COUGH, haste... COUGH, COUGH, COUGH. Obtain the COUGH, COUGH, COUGH... star... COUGH, scrypt..."
His voice sounded as though he had one foot in the grave as now he was wheezing and coughing his voice sounding greatly agitated as he continued to cough. Seeing no one move, the coughing figure screamed ragefully his voice shaking the very pillars that supported the darkness...
"GOOOOO!!!"
"YES GRAND PROCURATOR!"
And they all disappeared from the darkness leaving the coughing figure alone as he expectorated his very lungs, wheezing and crying whilst he paid the burden of being the messenger.
"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH... soon, COUGH, COUGH, COUGH... grandmaster... soon..."