Legion of Light
Copyright© 2010 by Sea-Life
Prologue
I stood in the cool mist of the morning and watched the Sun slowly rise to the East. Thin ribbons of golden light broke through the line of trees at the eastern edge of the grotto, until eventually the Sun was high enough in the morning sky to wash the entire open field in its light.
The three alabaster statues, each in a special location surrounding the Tree, lit up like beacons when the morning light hit them. I walked to each in turn, touching each cheek fondly. Grandfather was right, simple headstones wouldn't have honored them as much as these three monuments. I looked down at the base of the monument where I stood, it said simply,
Kes — Guardian, Hero, Friend.
Whoever had been found to do the sculptures was a genius, the pure white alabaster image was a perfect representation of the ancient Choctowineh. Aya and Beloth's monuments were equally as remarkable.
We had been so saddened when we realized, within a few months of their return, that our ancient kinsmen were dying. Beloth explained it best
"We have been dying, children, for longer than recorded history. Thanks to you, we are able to come home, to feel the Earth beneath our feet once more, to stand under the blue sky one more time and bask in the golden light of the Sun one more time before we are gone."
Even though it was long overdue and welcomed by all three of them, they held on for three more months after it became known. Part of every day during that three months they spent with me.
"You have learned of the light, and you have touched it, but you have not lived within the Light as we, your kinsmen and our peoples did. We have things we must show you, and things you must see before we are gone and there are none left who can."
And for three months, each morning within the cool mists of the grotto, I would sit with my kinsmen and think and feel and learn, until I could wrap myself in Light, and it was as much a part of me as a drawn breath or a heartbeat.
On the eve of their passing, Aya had me sit beside her where she lay watching the sun setting out on the bay.
"We have been, Kes, Beloth and I, Guardians and Teachers. We will be gone before the morning light reaches these waters again and then it will be you who must be Guardian and Teacher. To the Guardian I leave words you already know from a great man of your time.
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