I woke up that same morning with the sun just beginning to rise. He hadn't let me sleep for over 4 hours.

When I asked why he had only let me sleep for that long, he replied with "The proper man rises and sets with the sun. Maybe you should have come up sooner."

It became clear what kind of person I was interacting with and I prepared for rigorous trials and that kind of shit, but instead of that, he had me sit down at a wooden desk and put 5 sheets of paper, filled with writing front and back.

"Are you asking me to read this?"

"No. I ask of you to make me a copy."

After an hour and 7 sheets of paper, I gave up on writing and read the papers. I had read it before in the libraries of the Western Air Temple before I was relocated to the Southern Temple. It was the writings of Guru Laghima.

One phrase caught my interest. "Instinct is a lie, told by a fearful body, hoping to be wrong." What I immediately thought of was my arm. I lost all ability to control my right arm. I was raised as a righty and learned that way to a point where it was an instinct, but instinct is a lie, isn't it? A lie told by a fearful body, hoping to be wrong. The lie is that I cannot recover and learn to use it, but I hope that it's wrong. The fear that I cannot learn to use my left arm is a fear that inspires a lie that I cannot. If I rid of the fear, I rid of the disability.

Another hour later, I finished writing. I read my copy and understood it perfectly.

I found Pathik meditating in front of an artificial body of water in the center of a courtyard. I though it may have been the spirit ponds, but those were located further down the mountain. This was the spirit oasis of the Eastern Air Temple if I remembered correctly.

I handed him the papers and he read them and smiled. "You read them. Didn't you?" He asked me with an old smile on his face.

He closed his eyes and said, you understood one meaning of it that applies to you, but there is another meaning that you could use to aid you.

I thought that I had done perfectly, but apparently there was more to realize. 'What is it?" I asked.

"You had two fears. One was that you would never learn to use your left arm, but the other was that your right was gone for good?"

Did this mean I could regain the ability of my right arm? "Are you saying that-?"

He interrupted me by opening his eyes and I suspected that he had something to say.

"Did you try using your arm?"

This really pissed me off. How stupid did he think I was that I wouldn't try to use my arm.

"Of course I tried. Over and over, but nothing will happen."

"Try again please."

So I did. I used the part of my mind that that would make my right arm turn into a fist to punch this man, but it didn't move.

"You attempt to move your arm through strength, but brute force will not allow energy to flow through your body. Do not lift a finger as though it was a weight, but instead, lift it as if it was an extension of your body as light as a feather."

I took a deep breath and sat in front of him on the other side of the oasis pond. I breathed in and breathed out. I sat cross legged with my arms at the side. Breath in. Breath out. I felt calm. I closed my eyes and imagined myself lifting my right arm. I didn't know if I was doing anything. I kept breathing in and breathing out. I imagined bringing my hands onto my lap and felt me left touchdown and a second later, felt my right touch my lap.

I opened my eyes out of shock and felt that Pathik must have moved them there, but he was still on the other side of the pond, smiling, eyes closed.

"Good. Now that wasn't too hard."

I brought my right arm slowly in front of my face and could actually move my fingers. I made a fist and then a fan. I saw the burn markings on my arm still stretching to my shoulder. I felt a tear leave my eye. I didn't care I looked terrible. I only cared that I had regained my right arm.

"Place your arm in the water"

I looked up at him, wiped the single tear from my eye, and nodded my head.

I got on my knees and let my right arm fall into the water.

"Some water has been blessed by the spirits and doesn't require those who know how to bend its properties for it to work its abilities."

On cue, the water around my arm began to glow and as if it was sand, the burn began to leave my arm.

"You didn't care what you looked like, so there was no harm in making you yourself again."

When his sentence ended, so did the healing. I brought my arm out and stared at it in disbelief. 1 hour ago, my right arm was burnt and dead. Now. Now I was myself again.

I looked up and asked "Is this why you brought me here?"

He opened his eyes and looked at me across the pond. "This was half the reason why I summoned you here, but you got what you came for, so why not leave?"

I looked with confusion. Was he really just letting me go?

"Or. If you want to, you can stay for another day. The first half healed you, the second will unlock you. There is much inside of you that you don't know you have. Will you stay for this?"

I had seen enough to know this man could work miracles. He healed me. The least I could do for us both was to see this through.

"Yes."