6
They returned to the cabin in silence; each occupied with their own thoughts about the events that took place. Tam stoked the fire and added an extra log. Brent brewed a pot of raspberry tea and set two mugs on the table.
“May I relate something that may have a bearing on all this,” announced Brent.
“Please do,” Tam replied, “and we will reveal what we can to you.”
I would like to start by telling you both about something. I have dreamt on and off, all my life about a large golden colored egg… it is behind stone doors in a chamber that can only be reached by going deep underground. It sits on an altar stone, high up in a cavern. There are ledges all around the cavern. Does that mean anything to you?
Tam leaped to his feet. How do you know about that?
Mya joined him, how could you know of the Anointed?
Whoa, easy! I’m sorry if I broke some sacred law or something. I just thought maybe that it had some significance, that it meant something to you.
Why would you think it does?
“Oh come on guys?” Brent was loosing patience with them; “I mean look at the evidence, you guys landing here, me finding you, my childhood dream returning after all these years… coincidence? I think not! And I am getting younger.”
“You’re what?” asked Tam not understanding.
“I am 62 years old; in case you didn’t know, that is considered pretty old here.” Brent rose and began to pace around the table. “This morning I looked at myself in a mirror and ‘lo and behold I look like I did when I was in my forties. My white hair is gone, my bones don’t ache, I am filled with energy…I feel like a kid again.”
“So you think there is something else at play here,” Tam asked earnestly.
“Yes, I do,” Brent took a deep breath, “You said the wolf mentioned that I am more. I have always had a feeling that I am different from everyone else.”
He looked at Mya; I am not being vain Mya. I just know that there is something that makes me unlike those around me.
It appears my dear that you are indeed different… Mya looked at Tam and nodded.
A scratching at the door broke the tension in the room. Brent went and opened the door and Rusty ran in from the icy cold.
Tam continued with an explanation of sorts. Tobruk said that you had evolved to a higher level than those of your planet. He alluded to the fact that he had been on this planet for a very long time. Tam stood up and went over to Brent. He said that when we leave we were to take you with us and return to Mya’s home world.
We Companions have a very old legend, Mya began, one that until now I thought was just that… a story. It concerns an ancient teacher who travels the universe aiding in the evolution of worlds. It is said that he is a shape shifter, that he gives small nudges to sentient worlds leading them to the path of truth. Mya took a breath and looked at Tam, in our world he was known as Tobruk.
Mya, do you think…is it possible that he is the same one? Tam ran his fingers back over his head, but why reveal himself to us?
Our greatest Prophecy says that the Anointed One will awaken when his Right Hand evolves and returns to him. Mya flew to the fireplace mantle and looked at Brent.
I believe that is you, Brent.
Wait Mya, Tam said joining them at the fireplace, haven’t there been others before that thought they were the One. And didn’t they all fail to climb to the top? They all died of madness if I remember correctly.
Yes Tam, but they were not recommended by Tobruk. Acceptance dawned on both Tam and Brent as Mya continued. I believe that the Anointed One’s Right Hand is before us.
Something tells me that you may be right, Mya. Tam’s words rang with certain truth.
I don’t mind saying that I am a bit uneasy with all this; Brent’s voice trembled with emotion, but, well, maybe it will finally give me the answers I have searched for all my life. Maybe I can finally find peace.
They were quiet for a long time. Tam went to Brent and placed his hand on his shoulder, “It will be all right, you come with us tomorrow Brent, and we will find the truth, together.”
Brent smiled, “thank you Tam, I would like that.”
Fatigue finally overtook them and each retired for the night. Mya flew to the pillow and curled up by Tam’s head. Brent suddenly felt a great sense of relief. He drifted off and slept soundly.
Outside the storm howled thru the night. Looking thru the window of the cabin Tobruk was pleased. It had been his task to find and nurture the Right Hand of the Father’s Justice to evolution before this world was forced to evolve thru disaster. He had succeeded in his task and had kept his promise to the Father; now he could rest.