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As Mura and Verta traveled to the Territory of Aklana on Anla-Purum for their audience with the
Aklan Council of Justice, they had deep consultations about how to present their experience of
teaching Akla's Faith. They also consulted about what Verta's ability with plasma communication
meant in both their lives.
Verta seemed to have forgotten about Alunur but her mother had trouble keeping her mind
away from the impending meeting.
~~~
When they arrived in Oaur, the seat of the Council of Justice, they discovered that the Council had
granted permission for a News Mesh team to be present at their meeting. The only word directly
from the Council was that they considered the coverage to be critical for increased awareness of
the necessity for Worlds'-wide recognition of the Oneness of all Angians.
~~~
Alunur was sitting in his favorite chair, under the tree by the pond in the Besul's backyard, when
he heard a voice in his mind:
I've heard you calling and I'm very near now.
He stopped his sketching and, with trembling fingers, set aside his pad and pencil. He tried to
stand up but found his legs unwilling to support him. In his mind he, with a feeling of
ridiculousness, said: Who are you?
The answer was immediate: My name is Verta and you should be standing outside the
building that houses the Council of Justice, two days from now, two hours past midday.
Alunur passed out in his chair. He was discovered “sleeping” by the children. When they
couldn't rouse him, their mother was called. When she couldn't rouse him, a doctor was called.
Three hours later, when he regained consciousness in the hospital, he began murmuring: “Verta,
Verta, Verta...”
~~~
He was standing outside the Council's building, at the front of a large crowd, at the appointed
time. Suddenly, a gaggle of Mesh reporters rushed out of the building and set themselves in front
of a podium at the bottom of the steps. The next thing he saw was a woman and a young girl
walking down the steps. The woman began addressing the reporters and the young girl began to
stare at him.
A man jostled past him and stopped a few feet away.
The man screamed: “In the name of God!”
A bolt of plasma shot from the man's chest.
It hit a metal box the woman was carrying.
The box seemed to emit a stream of plasma that engulfed Alunur, swiftly followed by a bolt that
killed the man and sent Alunur sprawling.
The woman collapsed.
All was silence but for a voice coming from the box: “I have failed in my mission.”
The young girl was testing the woman's pulse.
She stood and said: “She's dead.”
Then, she walked to Alunur, who was groggily getting to his feet, and said, “She died for your
sake. Now, I will live for your sake.”
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