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Master’s of the Universe, Part Fourteen
Like a statue, Falia stood at the window of her office. The sun was a yellow orb hovering high in the sky, looking down at Lenora like a loving parent. In the beginning it had been there with its life affirming rays, and now it would be there at the end to light the way into an existence yet unknown. She had spent a lifetime contemplating only that which can be known, but now as the sun began its downward arc through the sky, she wondered how many years would pass before her people saw another sunset.
She found solace in the knowledge that somewhere in the ever expanding universe, there was a Dimension of Lenorean’s that would wake in the morning to another sunrise.
Though there was sadness in knowing there were an equal number that would not.
The amount of life lost every second throughout the infinite universe was beyond comprehension even for one with Falia’s unrivaled capacity.
Falia had spent relatively little time contemplating the divine through her life. But if there was a god, of one thing she was certain; it was unimaginably complex.
There was a subdued flash of light in the corner, and Falia turned to see Mineal materialize in the center of the room, panting as her molecules re-assimilated themselves. “Madam Leader, I have urgent news.” Mineal said regaining her breath, the color had bled from her smooth rounded cheeks.
“What is it?” Falia terminated her meditation period, and resumed the list of thoughts that normally consumed her mind.
In reconnecting her mind to the web of thoughts spun by invisible threads across Lenora the act of knowing was instantaneous, even before Mineal could respond.
Something was missing. A line of thought that had been running for over a hundred years vanished, and with it, every connection she felt with Ryol was severed. The void filled Falia with an emotion she had never felt.
Falia struggled for air against the invisible hand tightening its grip around her chest until the act of breathing was accompanied by stabs of pain that interrupted the scattered thoughts searching desperately for an answer. A scream shattered the silence and traveled the eternity of Falia’s mind in an instant. The shroud of fear was pushed aside, and the Madam Leader opened her eyes, unaware she had even closed them, and found Mineal convulsing on the ground.
“Mineal.” Falia dropped to the unforgiving floor on a knee and cradled the girl’s head between trembling hands. “I’m so sorry.”
Mineal’s eyes were unfocused beads of glass staring into the unknown.
Falia called for help in her mind, while simultaneously chastising herself for allowing her emotions to spike so uncontrollably. A Lenorean mind was powerful enough to kill if emotions were unregulated. Nobody knew this burden better than the Madam Leader, but now because of a moment of weakness, Mineal was made to suffer, lost in the sea of panic that had temporarily overwhelmed Falia. She called out to Mineal’s mind, but felt the girl’s fragile consciousness retract like a turtle into its shell, taking shelter from the fear that stalked her thoughts.
The Madam Leader did not notice the Healer that suddenly appeared beside her. It wasn’t until the other woman knelt and held a hand to Mineal’s temple, that she became aware of the woman’s presence.
“There is great fear.” The woman said.
“Yes, my own.” Falia said.
“Her mind is fractured beyond the skill I possess to repair. Many Healers will be needed to coax her from the cocoon she has taken refuge within.”
“Do what you must to mend her.”
The Healer nodded and a layer of smoke opaqued her eyes. In a flash of light the woman disappeared with Mineal’s body.
Now, Falia was alone, and the icy claw of panic crept into her blood. A shiver rippled down her spine, with vibrations that penetrated her bones and shook her marrow.
She stared at the sun, the sole source of light, of hope, in a world that closed in tighter.
Frantically, she sent her thoughts scattering across the universe in search of her daughter.
The world clenched tighter.
Her heart pounded its unrelenting march in an attempt to break free from her chest. There was no response, no familiarity of touch from Ryol’s mind.
Bony fingers seemed to wrap around her neck, trapping the rushing blood so it pooled in her throbbing brain.
The sun disappeared behind black dots that flickered before her eyes. Falia screamed against the darkness creeping close.
Ryol, where are you?
With a final gasp for air, the Madam Leader collapsed.
The world ceased to exist, and the darkness became absolute.