Extract VI - Elusive Reaches*
Whatever
the healers were up to, the tea with the funnily glittering blue steam did help trigger it. Ushka(1) could feel
a great deal of unnecessary tension leave her body as she drank up
like everybody else. First of all her hair was combed, probably a
good idea since it was going to get stuck under the helmet for quite
a while, Ushka having a pretty strong hunch about it taking her a considerable while before she found herself completely alone in Harkas.(2)
To
her surprise it was now Eläin(3) who standing right in front of her
began singing what Ushka believed it to be an old Harkas song about the
four eternal brothers who appeared and disappeared along with the
natural cycles. There was a little pond right behind him and for the
first time it occurred to her that their camping out right here must
have been more than solely the convenience of staying close to water.
Whether an optical illusion or not the water seemed to be resonating
with the passages in Eläin's song and Ushka believed to have
recognized the same bluish shimmer on the water surface in the dim
reflection of their camp fire off the water surface. Then it occurred
to her that she had already heard similar tales about these brothers
back when she was assigned to the Harkas camp and under Eläin's
command.
Ushka
was all of a sudden overcome by the feeling that everything was so
right in place as it could have ever gotten.
The
song, the atmosphere, the cold breeze against her face and the
memories made all which had to do with the Agki pass(4) and with Kenhor(4)
seem infinitely distant and close at the same time. Somehow like the function sin(1/x) about the origin, Ushka thought to herself, where it does
have a limited absolute value of [-1,1] and is yet out of grasp due
to very strong oscillation.
It
felt like Ushka was being delivered to the will and – hopefully –
benevolence of the brothers upon whom Eläin and the healers were
calling with their song, since now they had joined the commander in chief for
what Ushka believed to be the Chorus of the song.
“The
trail of the winds remains unseen
for
mortals their realm stays concealed.”
It sounded perfectly like the healers, warning her about which was not
compatible with logical measurements and revealing that she was to get
prepared for further surprises ahead of her. Now, as they started
braiding the long black curls of hair on her head, it sounded like
they were calling upon the same mystical might to make affairs work
out to Ushka's fortune. This made her feel lost for an instance
amidst the eternal cycle of natural forces. She felt insignificant,
she felt how insignificant all human quarrels and great wars
throughout history – or histories – were compared to what nature
was achieving right under their ignorant human noses.
“The
ageless skies that stand before our eyes
when
we'll be gone they'll still be flying free.”
Ushka's
senses were picking up signals at such high speed and intensity that
she fell into an almost-trance state. Whether it was the funny brew
she had been given or real biologically functioning neurons
delivering the most neutral synapses, it felt like the one reliable
reality at the moment. Listening to Eläin's voice echo deeper and
louder inside her skull, it felt like the healers' fingers were
braiding the same silvery light of the seas into the pitch dark locks
of her hair. She could not help but keep staring at the blue shimmer
reflecting from the water. It was no effort feeling the golden rays
of sunlight or the eternal blue delivering dark nights right after
the bloody dusk crawling in between the braids, the same as a gently
refreshing breeze or the freezing winter chill.
But
Ushka felt no contradictions, there were no conflicts and no
heaviness despite all which her head was now bearing. It felt
much more like an eternally balanced circle, like a perfectly
differentiable continuum. As a matter of fact her head felt even
lighter on her shoulders now.
There
was a genuine gentleness, an infinite source of compassion, glowing
in Eläin's grey eyes now, something warm flowing about which had
not been there before. Ushka felt as though a mixture of warm blood
was being pumped through her body by all other six hearts. She was
suddenly feeling things she had never known before or long forgotten.
The water pond, the bushes, the few trees standing tall, the spitting
fire and the late autumn chill all seemed to be parts of the six
humans whose heartbeats she was now so clearly feeling inside her own
chest.
She
could not tell exactly what happened and it did not seem important
either. All what she felt was the call of the water behind Eläin,
the blue, shimmering, dim light reflecting from the water surface was
in a way conjuring her. So she walked past the Harkas while
the passage of the song he was still singing kept echoing in her
head, for a moment making linguistically no sense. As she looked down
and into the water the silvery light shimmering seemed to sparkle so
inaccessibly far beneath, that Ushka was convinced about the bluish
shimmering steam from the tea to be also coming from worlds deep under
rather than normal result of vaporizing moistures.
There
it was then at last, the passionate embrace of nature.
In
the water now she saw the forest; felt it, as though she were standing
among trees right this very moment. The feeling was so complete, she
knew she had never truly been in a forest before, even if the
geography had matched. She could now sense the fallen branches under
her feet or smell the late autumn leaves already decaying. Then she
heard the stream, calm and peaceful and yet with water so dark that
it allowed no curious peeks beneath the surface. One by one Ushka
could now feel every living being around her as well as the air, the
earth, the rocks, the wind and of course the water. She felt
surrounded by all life forms and all which could bear life until she
heard human footsteps and the hasteful demise they brought with them.
One by one life fell apart and the stream seemed to flow with certain
anger. It felt like human kind was leaving a path of death and
destruction behind, a legacy of cold steel and war wherever it went
and it seemed to keep going on until eventually everything was
engulfed by flames and reduced to nothing more than dust.
For
a few seconds Ushka could hear the human words in the song again,
clearly understanding them:
“Across
the high northern skies
the
eldest brother in all his might
guards
the frozen barren land
with
a token of wisdom in his hand”
And
there it was, no doubt that life was mightier than all humankind
together and pretty obvious how nature was not going to abandon the
“barren land” people left behind once the fate humans were bound
to by their own deeds would take its toll.
In
relief Ushka now sang along “When we'll all be gone they'll still
be flying free.” Since now she could see the infinite circle of
life ignored by humans for so long, it was rather knowledge than
faith which provided her with the notion of security, knowing that
ancient electromagnetic beams of photons would light the skies above
the planet even after mankind's thirst for power or vengeance had burnt
all to ashes.
(1) the female mathematician
(2) a country
(3) Harkas' Commander in Chief, a middle aged man
(4) due to a betrayal Eläin lost most of his troops at the Agki mountain pass, including Kenhor, an officer
* Listening to the song highly recommended, of which I own no copyrights
* Listening to the song highly recommended, of which I own no copyrights
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