He could not believe what he was hearing and yet, it was the only thing that could possibly make sense of…everything. The tremendous power she held, the vast knowledge she possessed, truly, it was a marvel. There was no doubt, no question as to the identity of the reverent one standing before him and his family. Indeed, the legends of the first ones as they were told to him were laughably inadequate. It was ironically comical.

The woman sighed, placidly. “Thank you so much for coming to this temple and allowing me the pleasure of being able to have such a robust dialogue with you. I will not forget this day and all of you precious young ones. But, even though I will keep this memory always, it is better that you do not.”

Night and Mhina quickly exchanged glances, before Night asked, “What do you mean?”

She sighed, once more. “I must thank you, yet again.” she began. “It is somehow freeing to disclose so much, to share a wealth of knowledge to ones so young and know that such words are well received. Still, it is too much for you to know and in time, this mass of understanding will undoubtedly cause you to suffer through unnecessary hardship. I thank you, though. It was good to have such a meaningful exchange with you all.”

“But, what do you…” Night started to say, when suddenly, his consciousness was withdrawn from him and he, along with Mhina and the children, collapsed to the ground. In an instant, they had fallen into a deep slumber. As they slept, memories unnecessary for them to recall, were gently purged from their minds by the tremendous power of a new, mystical figure that had appeared behind them in the dimly illuminated enclosure.

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