“You’re no whisper, trickster,” I spat before I did entreat: “These are tests… Or is this all a sun-blind dream?”
But the shade could not create, could only dare repeat: “Too much so. I will not stay.” She wavered in the heat.
My mind still stuck fast between bare confusion and fear, my body split free and flew toward the call: KpliKpliKpli!
Testsfaithmemories all collided as I drew ever near. Not-Ajand made no sound, but I knew her by her leave.
The red sand met my hand and spilled into my soul. Relief and panic hit me, my heart breaking as if brandished.
She was waiting for me at the top, hand outstretched, cold. She smiled when I tepidly took it, then she simply
vanished.
I took my place among my brothers that day.
I remember that sunrise, it’s truest song.
Just as after I had asked Ajand, “Why won’t you stay?”
I awoke to the dunes of Kpli
and she was gone.