As the dark god of Domhan Eile anticipates the return of his precious daughter to life on the companion world, the Creators are faced with a dilemma. How to undo the meddling damage he has done to their perfect plan for As’me. Clearly he cannot be trusted, but how can they be assured he will not attempt a new assault on the innocent of Inion’s world-and with much more devastating results….
Bandia went swiftly to the others, her mind flooded with thoughts and fears. Inion would be the most distressed of course. Already her faith in Ar’tine’s rehabilitation was weak; and what would happen to it now? Surely any new faith being built would now be destroyed.
(Nothing born in the name of Love can be destroyed, came the thought of Mor. If only his Leanai hadn’t begun to ignore the sound of Its Essence. )
In spite of what she may have thought, Bandia would be surprised to find that it was, instead, Mac who was most distraught over the events that had taken place on Domhan. Inion, although concerned for her daughter’s safety, was soon happy to know that M’na was blessed with what her heart desired most as she tried to see beyond the selfish deception of her brother’s son and turn their attention to the more pressing problem they now faced.
Could they now-still-place As’me in the care of the couple in the Garden? Now that Ar’tine had introduced deceit into existence, entering the safety of her peaceful world without consent, how could he be trusted to not do such a thing again, especially once his Daughter lived there? No, this time they would have to be more cunning than the dark son of Mac.
Inion now realized her actions at the sanctification ceremony had been too brazen-too predictable. Her temperamental attack had lacked her true conviction of Love and, moreover, the necessary control she needed to possess. She was now beginning to learn appreciation for the idea of control, at least over one’s own thought and action.
Mac, on the other hand, still had some work to do in the arena of guilt It was he, after all, who had created this Son of Darkness, it was he who had forgiven that same dark god and asked the others to do the same; and it was he who had put his trust once more in his son only to be betrayed by the darkness which coveted the god’s soul, no matter what the excuses were.
It would be Inion who spoke with resolve and compassion, the voice of wisdom rising above the urge of resentment within the Mother of Domhan.
“Brother, the only important thing we must consider in this moment is our Daughters. As’me awaits rebirth and the chance to have what was stripped from her on the Dark World even as M’na longs for the comfort of new life. The question is…how do we satisfy them both without allowing the darkness in Ar’tine to contaminate either soul?
Their answer was rising to greet them, but from a great distance. Even as they counseled in the Realm, down upon the world of Domhan a ceremony had just begun under the dusky pink shades of the setting sun. The little circle of friends in the Garden of Foirfeachta had gathered to call forth Spirit, moving on behalf of Eagna and Eolas as they asked for the gift of Creation to be allowed them as well.
Hearing their earnest pleas through the gentle call rising from the cool vapors of Inion’s world, all three Creators turned their attention to this band of Love as it rose high above the surface of Domhan, creating a rainbow of brilliance that lit Eternity’s face.
From the safety of its cocoon, another watched along with them, although they were unaware of Its timid presence. With much hope it awaited their decision. Newly awakened and filled with desire to be reborn, As’me was ready to know new life.
to be continued….
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Pilgrim by Enya