869. Aïsshea, 9
(Nokarlık)
I was sitting on a chair as if sleeping. I wasn’t home when I felt these tremors.
So I closed my eyes to better scrutinize things that float around and come my way.
Extending my other fingers and hair to better feel what ideas they carry might.
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I heard various inputs of sadness, but no one calling for help.
However it’s been a while since I last heard so clearly uttered the names of Aïsshea. And recently, I hear them a lot.
Something has happened with them.
These siblings have spread their will like a prophecy over time and lands, but as individual daiûas, they have always remained on the quiet and hidden side. They’re not roses.
These ones chose long term patience for most things and plans, unlike other animals.
They must have been different kinds of humans from the ones I’ve known growing up. Now these discreet cousins are being spoken about in odd manners... But they themselves, haven’t brightly revealed themselves.
I can partially evaluate what is in the farthest north of the land, but my senses don’t reach far enough to see the Tamźródlo directly.
However I could tell something happened a while back. I felt that abstract shockwave and tremor coming from that direction.
But I didn’t feel much of a human or daiûa intention behind. I didn’t feel like an impulse or strong will from a being-like-us of a kind or another. It felt more like a natural side effect or random abstract and natural occurring event.
But now that I felt this other echo recently, I wonder...
Maybe the wish wasn’t extravert toward the rest of the world, and something else happened.
Anyway, something else occurred recently in the far north beyond the sea. Something more emotional and painful this time, involving some thoughts and names of Aïsshea.
Maybe the time has come? I wonder.
I stand up and prepare my hair.
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Temee is chopping logs of wood when I reach her. She makes them dry properly afterward.
She wipes her sweat and smiles at me gently once she notices my approach and steps.
N - Good morning Temee.
T - Good morning Queen.
I smirk.
I wave to Wardah a little further a hi and to come closer.
She puts down what she held and slowly walks closer. She still doesn’t smile much.
I open my bag and lay on the table the food and treats I brought. Let’s start with lunch.
They have hearty appetites.
So after sharing a pleasant time, I address the topic that brought me there.
N - I would like to request something from you Temee.
T - What is it?
I explain to them the situation, which is mostly a bag of uncertainties and wonders.
Something happened in the north and I’m feeling concerned.
I’ve come to revaluate some random events, thinking it was no coincidences between the few recent echoes I could perceive.
N - Meaning I think the plan of Aïsshea is now unfolding... or derailing. I would like you to head there as my ambassador to the siblings. Find them and figure out what happened. Investigate for me.
W - But why don’t you just fly there?
I shiver at the prospect.
N - I don’t want to go to latitudes that know snow half of the year! Not if I can avoid it... The cold lands of Europe and Asia aren’t for me. So I thought this purpose might suit a hardy northern one like Temee better. Don’t you think?
Wardah nods. I know she feels a little the same way as me.
To be fair, it’s actually Temee who is struggling a little living under the warmth of this land.
Looking at her, I can see she’s even a little excited at the prospect of travelling toward colder climates.
T - Well... Tell me more about these Aïsshea brethren then.
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I taught Temee and Wardah what I learnt. From Rose, Mushio and Aïssheah himself.
I show them on a map the general directions of the signals I’ve perceived over the recent times.
I also draw for them the known and hypothetical paths taken by the Tamźródlo as it drifted above the lands in the past. Many hypothesises can be made simply crossing these references, but we won’t know for sure what is going on unless someone goes to see for themselves.
They’re a little puzzled by the reality and fate of the source of power I reveal to them.
I would compare it to a leaking nuclear reactor rather than an artefact of power, but this picture too would be a little abstract to them.
N - Think of it as house on fire. We should keep it contained, or the whole world could burn.
T - And you heard something worrying coming from there?
N - Nothing dreadful like a complete explosion or the surrounding forest being now on fire. More like something fell there, and a veil nearby has been lifted. I think the curtains behind which the Aïsshea prepared themselves have opened.
The question is whether that is because the show is ready, or because the house is falling apart. Something that was stable for a while has now changed, and it’s a caution to have about the wills of the daiûas that will rise to the occasion and opportunity. I don’t know if it’s something good or bad that’s brewing out there. So we would be wise to inform ourselves. We should do reconnaissance and get ready accordingly.
They understand what I mean.
I do have a few slight underlying concerns, harder to coalesce into articulated thoughts.
First is a faint impression that there is now a deep but low and faint rumble coming from beneath the ground out there.
Something like a faint geological activity starting. Probably nothing as dire as the pressure rising in a volcanic chamber, but I think I can hear something.
T - Okay, I’ll go.
W - I’ll come along.
The swordswoman and the sharpshooter tap their hands in agreement like good friends.
I’m a little jealous and rise my hands toward them in the same fashion.
After a moment of bewilderment, they tap my hands similarly.
Good, now I’m all smiles!
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I study the stars sometimes. Their signals are faint but very steady.
It’s an interesting field, although I don’t share the passion my family had about going so far outward.
I know a bitter mother is very likely still struggling currently on the surface of our satellite. Struggling to find her way back across that hollow, wide and transparent but ever so unforgiving ocean.
I suspect my other one is somewhere beyond, hidden or lost, also struggling in a different way. To find her way back to our physical structure and level of reality.
So I keep an eye above sometimes, and like to moon gaze when I have the chance.
Behind me, Temee and Wardah are chatting, preparing their luggage together.
I’m having that other concern dragging me back to gaze at the stars. It’s hard to describe.
As rare as it is, sometimes unexpected things can fall from the sky. The source might have, like an asteroid in the past.
My second abstract but lingering concern lies there. Again, it’s only tiny signals or points of data easily brushed aside as insignificant otherwise. But now that I double check my memories for everything peculiar I might have glanced at and overlooked around the horizon, I wonder.
I wonder, if there might not be something else. If something alien didn’t fall over in recent times...
My mother was wary of what things could dominate the skies. I haven’t felt anything ominous like that.
But something as subtle as a peculiar kind of daiûa coming to life? Perhaps...
I think I saw something falling or appearing suddenly. Nothing bright enough to feel concerned about it. It might just have been a dust in my eye.
But connecting the dots a little randomly, trying to get a sensible hypothesis without straying too heavily on the paranoid side of the pattern recognitions mechanisms, I get a hazy concern.
Nothing severe, but a possibility.
I’ll tell Temee and Wardah before they leave, to beware if they encounter something that has fallen from the sky.
Something unusual.
As I hear them chirping inside, I almost want to join them in their journey now. But I’m shivering at the mere thought of it. I won’t go if I can help it.
I expected Temee to be ready and willing to go, but I was surprised by Wardah’s eagerness to follow.
They are free either way but it’s nice being able to count on them.
They will head to Mescova first. They’ll see what they can learn from Aïssheah and the people under his protection there. They will be my ambassadors as they meet the humans and beings-like-me. Then they will be my inquisitors as they investigate throughout Europe what happened. And should they need to be, they will be my fearsome knights.
All to insure, if actually needs to be, that the prophecy of Aïsshea meets its better end.
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