close to Ravyn, the entire scene before him surreal and intimidating. These beings were indescribable and Kyle doubted he
could ever understand anything they would tell him.
"Sit," the woman with shimmering black eyes spoke the simple word.
"And answer us these questions," the man at her side continued.
Kyle and Ravyn to the far wall where two chairs awaited. No one sat near the
chairs, but Disa stood to his side, Rania next to Ravyn.
"She is Ansela,
and he, Ansgar. They are this Abrenia's eldest souls," Rania said.
"We are the mother
dimension of your worlds, the nurturer of sorts," Ansela spoke. "What we need
from you is to know if you are prepared to learn the creation of everything you have ever known and all that you
Kyle chewed the tender corner of his lip and used the slight pain as a distraction. He didn't know exactly how to answer
her question. He hadn't been prepared for half of what he had already learned and didn't know if he ever could be fully prepared
for any of it.
"Go for it," Ravyn
said. "My existence is no mystery to me."
"So you believe,"
Ansgar said. "But I assure you, what each of you believes is far from truth, Ravyn, yours the farthest."
"Fine, whatever. Set
me straight then," Ravyn said.