Emergence

Islana heard the words The Prophetess uttered. She took in all of the wisdom spoken in that brief moment.

Two thousand years of knowledge now left to the young witch. The wisdom of all of that resided with Islana alone and all the decisions and tough choices that would come with that gift.

Her life till now, flashed as a brief moment in her mind. From her family home in Torja, to Lord Vasant, to three years alone in the woods. The port of Salos. Months on the ship. Arriving in Ostiarium. Omen. The Creed. The plains and the old witch with the Ash Hooves. Meeting Jyin, Wim, Gonyaul, Alexis, Nicholas, Voah, Boyce, Hunter. The gift of Kaithak. Alcuin. Running through Fang. Stram. The village. Shalia. Admitting to herself what she truly was. The kidnapping in the market. Diplomatic caravan and all the questions to Agizul and Amastan. Thankful they hadn't just tired of the young woman. The call. Almost and likely actually dying. Spirit walking. Seeing the visions of Alexis and Tarmen. Gonyaul and Voah. And Shaila. The Sk'elep. Madaya. Skala and the hive mind. The caravan. Gra'akast. The trials.

All of that to now, when Islana would awaken to a new title and a new path but it was her destiny. The surety of that went to the redhead's very core. Why the Twins chose her, still a mystery perhaps but reasons could be figured out when there was more time.

With that last thought, Islana began to emerge from her unconscious state and into her new life as the next Prophetess.