Break- K'veer
And my journey was similar. I could write things that the D'ni never dreamed of. My writing smashed barriers held as absolutes for millennium. I could change things; I could move things; I could control things. I learned beyond my parents. I learned beyond all. I wrote Ages against D'ni challengers, Masters of the Art, and they were beaten. I took all that I could hold.
You might think me wise and all powerful. And at that moment I did have all power- I could perform wonders through my words. I moved far beyond the teachings of my Nava... I moved far beyond everything...
But I was not wise. I was a foolish child who was given too much privilege too soon. I was not ready yet for my path...I was not ready yet to be set free...
So perhaps it was the Maker's will what next happened. Or perhaps it was only my own folly.
Yet whatever the cause...I was not the only one who suffered from it.
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Part 6- Kadish Tolesa
The vault hadn't been opened in years.
Stepping carefully along the cracked and crumbling bridge that lead to the massive locked vault doors, Yeesha felt her heart beating rapidly in anticipation. For weeks now she worked hard to solve the different puzzles so obviously put in place to guard the Age's precious secret. And now, finally, she had cracked them all. She knew she could have bypassed them, written her own words in the book to override the original author's but...
I didn't have a challenge in so long, she thought, remembering her own reasoning.
So instead she worked out the clues like any other person would have, slowly fitting each piece together till it at last made sense. The very experience was exhilarating. At times even she could feel her father beside her, giving her instructions, reminding her of past lessons and congratulating her when she solved one.
Now only a single puzzle remained to be cracked- the code to get inside the vault.
Studying the panel before her, Yeesha thought back over everything she had seen. This man, this Kadish, he constantly left clues for cracking his codes. It was only a matter of finding the clue that matched with the puzzle.
Where have I seen those pictures? she thought, fingering each button absentmindedly.
Yeesha reached into her bag and pulled out a thin notebook. Inside it were all her notes she made when last in the Gallery. At first the connection between the beautiful, haunting Gallery and the Age overrun by the very forests that supported it, eluded her. But it wasn't for long.
Smiling to herself as she found what she was looking for, Yeesha punched in the code and looked up expectantly. Slowly the massive doors to the vault cracked open and Yeesha allowed herself a moment of triumph. She had done it! Just like she always knew she could.
Suddenly she could wait no longer to find out what the contents of the vault were. Darting up the stairs and into the heart of the vault, she almost tripped over her own feet by what greeted her eyes.
The vault had a huge interior yet with the amount of stuff crammed into it, it seemed only to be the size of a small bedroom like what could be found in the Jaren district in D'ni. But it wasn't how small the vault seemed on the inside that caused Yeesha to halt in her tracks- it was what caused it to appear that way. Riches beyond anything she had ever seen! Great piles of it lay scattered about or piled along the edges; boxes, bags, crates, chests, rich tapestries and rugs all rolled up and crammed together in great heaps. The wealth took up all free space there was except for an empty section in the very middle.
Yeesha walked forward till she was in the extreme center of the vault and stared about her.
In the center of the vault also lay the bones of a man, a Guildmaster of the Writers judging by his rotting red cloak. He lay sprawled out on the floor, one fleshless hand stretched towards a linking book but never reaching the panel. Beside that, lay a note.
Squatting down, Yeesha reached over and picked up the note, careful so as not to damage it.
It read:
lerochai suhoy .mahnshootahvting mileshen zoo .yihm rahshahthom .dohahrtenen geh dofolesen kheveelaioy b'koozah .yeechtahvteeon rifeeneet sahethoy
.korvahkhtee keneet tomet roob ril bokoozah
.le'ehmee .ken tomet te biv roo miruh .rilrovchahnshentoen tah me zoo .bomahnshoo tomet to eest .to met kenen bahvahnin gah bojikahen bahvahnin
.khoy hevtee met dohooreet pahl rifoonemah roo ril kokino .ril komahnshoo te rildil .komahnshoo te bivdil .fitaiemah se tsosahtahvteeoy .pishoeet b'zoo bokeneet t'zoo tsahn
.shorah
tel nava kaidish
Yeesha glanced over at the skeleton again. So that was Guildmaster Kadish. The man who wrote the Age they were currently in. What a waste his life and death had been.
Placing her pack on the ground in front of her, Yeesha stuffed the note inside one of its larger pockets. She would have to look over the note more later. Right now she was certain her Nava would be waiting for her and she had promised to be back hours ago. The vault, Guildmaster Kadish and the note would have to wait till another time.
On final impulse though- before she linked away from that Age with her own linking book- Yeesha checked to see where the book led to that Kadish seemed to be reaching for. Blowing the dust off of the panel the faint glow grew stronger and more clear when at last she could see the active picture. It was the Gallery, the place where all Kadish's hints lay.
Yeesha raised an eyebrow, half in mockery, half in disbelief, and said aloud,
"So that's where you came from, Kadish."
Then, replacing the book, she used her own and linked out of the vault.
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They stepped out, into the center of the veranda. There was a tiled roof overhead, but the view was open now on all four sides. All about them the lake stretched away, while in the distance they could see the great twisted rock of Ae'Gura and, to its right, the city. Book of Ti'ana
Yeesha had returned to K'veer. She had first linked home from Kadish Tolesa hours ago, the link placing her to the great library where her Nava still stayed. But she wasn't able to remain there, especially after their heated conversation about her recent actions.
Sighing, Yeesha rested her elbows on the balcony ledge and looked out over the water. It was the D'ni night and the special plankton which lit the water and consequently D'ni, were sleeping, casting off only a faint glow now. Thirty hours- that was how long a day was in the cavern- thirty hours. Today she had been gone for twenty-five of them.
How Nava Devokan hated that, came her bitter thoughts.
Sometimes it was so hard for her to still realize that she was considered his student. Yeesha knew she had passed him, even knew he knew she had passed him! And yet he still insisted on her obeying and treating him like her teacher.
He has hardly anything to teach me now!
Just a few old prophecies. Scrawling words printed into cracked and battered books. But Devokan insisted that she learn them and insisted that they spoke of her. Yeesha wasn't certain though.
With a frustrated stamp of her foot, Yeesha spun about and stormed back into the mansion.
Devokan didn't know what he was talking about. All his years were finally catching up with him leaving him blind and disillusioned, which was just as well. He might fare better if he left the ruins of D'ni for a while anyway. Maybe a trip to Releeshahn to visit other D'ni peoples would do him good. And it would leave her alone in the city to do what she liked.
Yeesha entered her bedroom and flopped down hard on her bed. The springs inside it caved in deeply sending her bag, where she had carelessly thrown it on the mattress, to roll on top of her. Moaning slightly, Yeesha shoved it off of her, fully annoyed at its having been there. It moved with a small clank and crackle of paper.
What in Yahvo's name was that?
Sitting upright, Yeesha pulled the bag back towards her, pushing on it slightly to find the source of its noise. Another crackle of paper rewarded her investigation and hastily Yeesha opened the pocket to find out what exactly the noise was from. She pulled out an old, slightly yellowed piece of paper full of dark D'ni script.
"Oh, Kadish's note," she muttered, spreading it out on her lap and smoothing out the creases.
She had forgotten about that with her argument with Devokan and all. Examining it again now, Yeesha began to wonder about the meanings and thoughts behind the note. Could Kadish have really meant this?
Reaching into her pack a second time, she pulled out her notebook, a pen and pot of ink. She was certain that Devokan had once talked about Kadish which was part of the reason she was so curious to see and solve his Age. But what was it that the Nava had said?
Finding her notes from her last lesson, Yeesha read over them quickly then looked back over at the note.
"That was right, Nava said you claimed to be the Grower."
She laughed softly to herself then. She had seen the Age Kadish claimed to write, visited it before heading to Tolesa. He and it were nothing but a fraud, nothing but a fake. Kadish didn't have the power to write like she did, he only pretended that he did, he only put on a facade to make others think he could. Kadish wasn't the Grower.
Taking up her pen, Yeesha dipped it into the ink well and scrawled on the note:
What kind of end is this?
To die with nothing, unlike what he believed. To have died a false man, a man of facades, a man of lies. He was alone in a vault of things- nothings.
Could he ever realize such failure?
Did Kadish see what a failure he was? Could Kadish not know how he was not the one to save or to lead the D'ni? And certainly not the one to grow the Tree. If only he could have been made to see that maybe his end would have come differently.
Suddenly, Yeesha paused, her jaw hanging limp with the new idea forming in her mind.
Show Kadish what he was. She could show him what he was not and teach him of what was to come. Maybe then his life would end better and not in failure.
But I can't! her mind objected.
Yet who was to say she couldn't? Devokan drilled into her how she was the foreseen Grower and the one all those prophecies spoke of. She had learned how to alter the linking books in ways no one ever thought possible. She was amazingly powerful. Who was to say she couldn't write a link back to there- back to when Kadish was still living.
Glaring down at the note again, she scrawled half absentmindedly onto the very bottom of the page,
Impossible unless...
Unless she tried the new idea she had been working on over the past month, the one Devokan didn't believe could work. But what did he know? He wasn't nearly at her level and couldn't write or think as she could. And she could do this.
I know I can, she decided.
Grinning madly, Yeesha propelled herself off of the bed and out the door, making for her study. It would only take some time and a little patience for her to write the linking book to get to where she wanted and once she did, eyes would be opened.
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The Book Room of K'veer was an impressive chamber...The whole Book Room was like a giant spur, jutting from the main twist of the rock. There was a drop of ten spans between it and the surface of the lake below. Book of Ti'ana
Inside the circular chamber shelves lined the walls, stretching up to the very ceiling. In the golden age of D'ni those shelves would have been full of books; commentaries on the famous, ancient Ages that the family of that house would have owned. Now they were vacant, holding only dust like the six pedestals that stood before them. Those stone pedestals would have held the actual Age books themselves- shown off in pride to others in a silent boast of the family's wealth and power.
But that was before the Fall of the D'ni.
Striding into the room, Yeesha hardly paused to look about her at the desolate Book Room or even glance out the two large windows which looked out over the lake. Instead she headed directly to the center pedestal and placed the large blue book she was carrying upon it.
She was dressed in a complete Maintainers suit, the close fitting fabric covering her body completely. Yeesha had still to put on the helmet which, although first soft to the touch, would harden the moment something pressed against it firmly. Checking herself over, she ensured that she had everything she would need. The suit should protect her from anything that might be harmful on the outside and the oxygen tank would provide her with fresh air in case the atmosphere became contaminated. Not that she was expecting anything to go as wrong as that.
Old habits die hard, she thought, pulling on different straps, checking they were securely fastened.
Her father, Atrus, had always drilled into her the importance of being safe whenever linking somewhere or doing something she wasn't completely certain could hold no risks. Whenever he and his teams were investigating old D'ni books when they first returned to the city, he always insisted they use an E.V. suit- an extremely bulky, heavy suit which was practically indestructible. But it was also almost impossible to move in it. That was why Yeesha had chosen to wear the lighter weight Maintainers suit which was more practical for her build and needs.
Now everything was ready. She had the descriptive book in place, the thin linking book in her pocket and the suit was complete and its helmet on.
Taking a step nearer the pedestal with the blue book, she gazed down at it, hand hovering over the still blank panel. Once she linked there, the image would appear inside of it but until then, it was only a mass of swirling dark.
If I go, there will be no turning back...
Yeesha had worked months to perfect this book. Days and nights were taken pouring over other Ages to see the words they used, and forming and reforming her own thoughts and words till at last she could copy them down into the kortee'nea where the Age was described. Never had she once let on to the Nava what she was doing, only working on the book in the secrecy of the study in K'veer so that he would not know until after everything was done when he could no longer stop it. He was still working away in the Library, not suspecting she was about to take a link such as no one had ever taken before.
With a final movement Yeesha pressed her hand onto the panel and linked.
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The great cavern was silent, as if empty of all other life. Only the faint, dull air-rhythm of the great fans could be hear, distant like a heartbeat. Book of Ti'ana
Yet the city was alive. Glowing lamplights and streetlights flickered all over the city. Few of the D'ni, cloaked and hooded, burying their faces in shadows, hurried about the empty streets following the orders of their secret plans. Inside houses, silhouetted figures moved slowly back and forth in front of windows, their voices faint murmurs in the dark.
"The city is alive," whispered Yeesha in pleasure.
Everything was different. Buildings she had only seen the crumbled ruins of, now stood erect, their forms more graceful and towering then she before imagined them as. Streets were complete, not cracked or with gaping wholes in them as she was used to. Everywhere the colors were vibrant, even in the dark of night, and even the few people hurrying on their ways felt as if the streets were crowded.
Yeesha took a few steps forward, her surprise making her suddenly hesitant. She had only dreamed of ever seeing D'ni living and throbbing as it once had. She never actually thought she would ever see it.
And here I am!
One pedestrian caught sight of her and for a moment, stood staring at her- bafflement emitting from their very stance.
Suddenly remembering what she was dressed in and why she was there, Yeesha bobbed her head to the person and slunk off down a dark alleyway. She shouldn't have chanced standing there like that, in plain view of all D'ni. If for some reason they caught her here and brought her before The Five or The Council, things could go seriously wrong. It might even change the outcome of the Fall of D'ni.
Aitrus and Ti'ana!
Stopping dead in her tracks, Yeesha thought for a moment. She had always wanted to meet her great-grandfather and great-grandmother. Both of them died long before she was ever born, but the curiosity as to what they were like remained. Even Atrus had never met his grandfather, Aitrus, seeing as the man died shortly after the Fall. To meet or at any rate, see those two of her ancestors, would be amazing...
And risky, her mind reasoned with her.
Very risky in fact. That too might effect the outcome of D'ni which, if she messed around with too much, might even cause her to not be born. Or even Atrus to be born!
"I have to stick with my original plan," she ordered herself, resuming her walk. "Find Kadish and link back with him."
Yeesha nodded to herself, pleased. That was all she would do- no matter how tempting the other ideas might be- she would just find Kadish.
"Because that won't change anything."
-
Yeesha stepped out of the air back into the familiar setting of the Book Room in K'veer, already a triumphant smile plastered to her face. Laughing in satisfaction, she pulled the mask off of her face and shook her head vigorously to rearrange her hair. Then, laughing again in pleasure at the sight before her, motioned towards the door with one hand.
"Go on Master, it is safe."
"What?" asked the figure, startled.
"K'veer- it is safe to venture about in. You may explore as you wish, Guildmaster Kadish, there is no one to stop you."
"Ah," came the slow, distracted reply as the man walked out of the door, leaving the Book Room.
It had taken Yeesha all night to find Guildmaster Kadish's house and then long into the morning to locate the Guildmaster himself. She should have known that it would take her a long time and that it was very unlikely to find Kadish at home by the time she did- but she hadn't thought of it till after she was ready to link back. Not that it really mattered now that she found him. She had done all that she set out to do- she saw the great city when it was still alive and had experienced D'ni for herself.
Even its death...
That was the worst part about coming and leaving D'ni; watching as the virus overtook the city. Yeesha had hoped to leave before the earthquake hit and the virus was released but things didn't work out that way. Instead she barely had time to find Kadish and explain a little about why she was there when it happened- the great cavern rumbled and the whole city shook with the impact.
Yeesha was standing near a window at the time, frantically talking to Kadish, and after the earthquake she had looked out over the lake, watching in horrified fascination as the dark cloud seeped forward.
Slowly the dark cloud spread, like a mighty veil begin draw across the far side of the cavern. Inch by inch it crept across the lake, edging toward D'ni, and where it touched the surface of the lake, the light from the lake was extinguished. Book of Ti'ana
Kadish was more then eager to leave with her then, crying for her to take him with her and for them to link away to safety. But it was Yeesha who was unwilling to leave right then. It was such a terrible thing to watch, knowing full well what would come next- the city would die as would all the people in it and any who fled to the safety of the Ages would be hunted down by Veovis and his helper so that only a few were to survive. At that moment she wanted more then anything to help them, to save them all, take them with her and link away to safety. Most of all to save Ti'ana and her family.
It was only Kadish's screaming at her that stopped Yeesha's ideas and prevented her from attempting any of them.
Now as she walked along the corridors of K'veer, glancing occasionally out at the lake, she knew it was the right thing to do to leave D'ni to its fate. There was nothing she could have done for them that wouldn't have totally destroyed the present.
"Now, where is Kadish?" she wondered aloud and was just about to call out for him when, rounding a corner, she saw something that made the words fade on her lips.
"Yeesha, what have you done?"
Stopping, Yeesha let her arms hang loose at her sides as she answered,
"I visited D'ni, Nava."
"I can see that," cried the man, stepping forward. "But what else have you done!"
There were tears glistening at the corners of his eyes and his mouth was twisted in pain as Devokan stared up at Yeesha. Broken trust, fear, hurt, worry, sadness...
Oh Nava, what have I done?
Yeesha felt herself grow cold. She brought Kadish back, she visited D'ni, she changed the past, she broke rules and not the rules of D'ni Masters, but the rules of nature and morals. She had created evil.
"Nava, what am I to do?" she asked helplessly, realization descending heavily upon her.
But, as her master opened his mouth to speak, another voice broke in.
"Do? You are to do nothing." And Kadish stepped out into the corridor, eyes focusing on both of them.
Staring at Kadish, Yeesha could still feel the burning gaze of Devokan upon her, knowing full well the additional pain and hurt that would be there if she looked at him again. Kadish, though, seemed almost scornful as he looked at her as if he was disgusted that she had been the one to bring him here.
"It would not have been right," he continued, "if I had died in that disaster."
Yet you were supposed to, Yeesha objected silently.
"The D'ni people need me," Kadish said, eyes now focused out a window, looking towards the distant city.
"The people do not need you," said Devokan, speaking for the first time to Kadish. "You are nothing."
"How dare you say that!" shouted Kadish suddenly, voice defensive. "I am the Grower!"
But, Devokan only scoffed and pointed a hand at Yeesha, his eyes bright with anger.
"She is the Grower, the true Grower. You are nothing but a fraud."
At those words, Kadish seemed transfixed, as if he could not believe someone had said that to him and about him. His eyes flew wildly from Yeesha to the Nava until at last resting on Yeesha where he stared long at her. He stared with such ferocity and such hatred that Yeesha wonder if he was trying to disintegrate her with his gaze.
Then he spoke, his voice harsh and grating in the stillness which had fallen.
"You speak lies, old one. I warn you, do not talk that way again. I am the Grower. This is your one answer./ What is given is proof of it-" "Words" Section 4
"They honor magicians/And never know of true power./They bow to liars/Because truth cannot wait," interrupted Devokan. "Words" Section 2 "You speak of what you do not know."
Again Kadish froze- the only parts of him moving were his hands gripping and ungripping and his chest, heaving up and down.
"I warn you once more," said Kadish, his voice now deep and menacing. "Do not say such a thing... Be still and the path will be made known." "Words" Section 1
"All of them look over you./ And they do not see the right path," quoted Devokan once more, his voice as close to a shout as Yeesha had ever heard. "Words" Section 5
Looking on at both Kadish and Devokan where they stood facing each other- Kadish in a blind furry and Devokan in a defensive anger- Yeesha knew something terrible was to happen. She, in her blind folly, had brought about a great evil and now there was no possible way for her to stop it.
"Books will be your stronghold, and then you will die, "Words" Section 1" continued the Nava but, before he could finish the stanza, Kadish screamed something incomprehensible and flung himself at the older man. Devokan choked once, then staggered under the weight of Kadish, trying desperately to avoid Kadish's clutches but the Guildmaster caught him by the throat and began choking him.
Horrified, Yeesha rushed forward in defense of Devokan, trying to pull Kadish off of the Nava but the Guildmaster was by far stronger then her and had a much heavier build. For a second, when she first wrapped her arms about his neck, struggling to pull him away, he released Devokan but, reaching around, lifted Yeesha off of her feet and flung her against the wall, bashing her head against it. The impact stunned Yeesha so that she could only watch, helplessly as Devokan strove to fend Kadish off. At one point it seemed as if the master might be able to escape and he was running for the nearest door when Kadish pulled out long barreled gun.
Yeesha tried to scream then, to shout to the Nava to duck or move away, but no sound came out- only that of a single gun shot.
No!
Devokan crumbled to the ground instantly, where he lay motionless even after Kadish walked up and kicked his sides, testing to see if he was truly dead.
No...no...
Forcing herself onto her knees, Yeesha crawled over to where the still form lay, reaching out a hand to gently touch its neck. There was no pulse, not even a faint one. Tears filled her eyes and, picking up the old head, she gently placed it on her lap. The eyes were wide open and, what once shone wisely were covered in a film. Yeesha miserably bent over him, resting her head on his chest and weeping as though she could never stop.
Oh Nava, she thought miserably, I'm so sorry. I should never have done this. I should never have brought him back. I'm so sorry.
Yet even as she sat crying over the dead body of her Master, Yeesha felt a pair of strong hands grab her collar and wrench her to a standing position. Kadish stood facing her, his hands still gripping her collar, eyes dark with calculations.
"So, you are the Grower," was all he said.
Was she the Grower? Could she be the one? Even after all she had done, all that she had wanted to do, could she still be the Grower? Or was Devokan wrong? Maybe she never was...
"Were you the one who wrote the book to D'ni? The one that came back to my time."
Numbly, Yeesha nodded her head. What did it matter now what she had done and what she could do? Devokan was dead because of her- that was all she cared about.
"And can you, write such a link to other places and Ages?" demanded Kadish.
Again, Yeesha could only gaze dumbly at him and nod her head yes. At that, Kadish tilted his head slightly to one side, the ideas forming reflecting on his face and the light of power and greed in his eyes.
"Then tell me one more thing," said Kadish, pulling her closer to him so that she was inches away from his face. "Do you believe you are the Grower?"
Do I?
No, she wasn't the Grower or, if she ever was, then that was now dead. Yeesha and the Grower were now dead just like Devokan; they had died with him.
Never dropping Kadish's gaze for a moment, Yeesha whispered firmly,
"No."
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The library was deserted except for Yeesha. Sitting in the very same spot Devokan would have were he still alive, she was busy writing out words into a large, deep red book. Every now and then, she would pause in her work to dip her pen into the open ink well in front of her, before returning again to her writing.
All around her lay other books, each of them carefully written out in D'ni script by her into their large white pages. They all led to Ages, each one more spectacular and abounding in wealth and riches then the next. They were the work of several months captivity.
Finally done, Yeesha carefully set aside her pen and, after first blowing lightly on the page to finish drying the ink, closed the book she had just been working on. Then standing up, she stretched her arms above her head and sighed.
Kadish would be here any moment to check on her progress and demand she provide him with another Age. At least this time she wouldn't have to listen to him berate her for not having an Age completed for him by now.
Sighing, she walked over to the far edge of the room to where a second table, slightly smaller then the one she had been working at, stood and picking up a pitcher, poured herself a glass of water. The water was old and stale but Yeesha hardly even noticed. She didn't notice much of anything now. All that she cared about was writing Ages for Kadish, especially before he grew angry at the slowness of her progress.
From above, she could hear a door slam and then the sound of feet descending on the stairwell. It was Kadish coming just as she had suspected.
The grating of a heavy lock being removed reached her ears and then Kadish himself entered the room. Yeesha didn't move.
"Well, Yeesha?" he asked, voice impatient.
Blinking once, Yeesha wordlessly motioned towards the desk and the book on top of it. Eagerness lit Kadish's face as he headed over to the desk and picked up the heavy book. Opening it, he read a few pages then looked up at her again.
"What is this?"
"Kadish Tolesa," she answered, still remaining immobile.
"I know the Age," he said hastily. "I wrote it. But why did you?"
"Because your Age was corrupted," Yeesha said dully.
"Kadish Tolesa held nothing of value!" shouted Kadish, flinging the book down upon the desk. "You have wasted my time."
"I didn't think your wealth was of no value..."
Her words caused Kadish's jaw to drop and, stuttering, he picked up the Age once more. He flipped through it, reading further, before finally looking up at her again.
"How?" he demanded.
"Because what was thought as truth were merely lies," she replied her voice an echo of another's long ago.
That made Kadish grin; a wicked, conniving grin that consumed his face, making it more ugly then before.
"Strange words coming from such a one as you," he said with a sneer. But before Yeesha could respond, he was searching about, demanding the linking book that would return him home once he linked to Kadish Tolesa. Yeesha found it for him in a minute and handed it over.
"I might let you have some of your privileges back after this, Yeesha. You've been very good recently and- if you keep it up- who knows how generous I might become? But first, I have to see my wealth with my own eyes and decide if it is real before I do that..." and Kadish placed his hand on the linking panel, vanishing in an instant.
No longer with anyone to hold it aloft, the red book fell to the table with a thump, landing so that some of its pages became wrinkled and creased at odd angles. Yeesha reached over and smoothed out the pages before snapping the book closed and tucking it under one arm. Then, walking up the stairs and out of the library, she headed for the nearest edge of the walkway which stretched out over the water.
Some of the area around the library had been badly effected by the earthquake that came at the time of the Fall and sections of it were now missing, crumbled away into the water below. Yeesha walked over to one of those spots and, without a second thought, threw the heavy book with as much force as she could muster into the faintly glowing lake.
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Translation ( speculation ( ) untranslated D'ni word)
I have reached my end. Death(ting) (milesh)es me. I see its (rahshahth). It is (hahrten)ing watching and (foles)ing watching for my (veelal) guard to falter. Its (veechtahv)s (rifeen) my (saheth).
Linking books are here, but I will not falter.
I have triumphed, won. I am here with all that I would want, desire.
Nobody can take it from me. I will die here with them. This place is secured and it will remain secured.
If these words are found (pahl) please (rihfoonemah) realize, understand I would not (kokino) leave. I did not die with nothing. I died with everything. (fitalernah) (se) of my (sahtahv)s. They belong to me and will be with me forever.
Peace.
Guildmaster Kadish