A New World
When Syrana came into the tent, I knew it was time. She led me deep into the caves. I was alone. Naked in every sense. When we came to the artesian wellspring, she rested her torch on the wall and said, “Gaze deeply. Drink deeply from this spring. This is the well of souls and yours will be whole again.” With that she picked up her torch and left. That was the most she’d said in three years. I remained in the cave for 10 days, alone, and nourished only by the herbs I’d been instructed to eat. When I emerged, everything taken from me and everything surrendered had been returned…