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2206 : Window Onto A New World Book I in The Threshold

Chapter XVII – Where Will You Be

By

Christopher Stewart ★ Bookcast Edition – June 2012


Copyright © 2012 by Christopher Stewart

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★ Bookcast Edition - June 2012

★ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.


Chapter XVII

Where Will You Be

« That which you can't abide, Embrace as if a friend Once you two have allied, No thing will make you bend That which you can't escape, Welcome as a teacher You will never espouse, More talented lover That which you won't challenge, Can't ever make you wise But that which you surpass, In freedom makes you rise That which you merely change, Comes back in a new guise But that which you outgrow, Won't again meet your eyes » – Excerpted from Katkematu Unistus Ilming (A Continuous Manifestation of a Dream, by Unknown Author, translated from the Kõrgi original)


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ahu Lüli had made up his mind . His patience had its limits after all. What was the point of

waiting forever for an answer when there were other options ? Better to take the matter into his own hands rather than be trapped by expectations. He had a track, a way forward, a possible solution to his enigma, and all the time in the world to verify it. He couldn't just stay at the monastery. He felt he had found the identity of the Suur Usujuht, and furthermore, he knew where she was living. If she wouldn't reply to his repeated requests, then what else could he do but pay her a visit in person ? As he finished putting his things in his backpack, the novice recalled how he had come to the decision. After what Kasulik Sõber had revealed, when he had climbed to the plateau where the solar panels were arrayed, the visions of the unknown lady had increased in frequency, and their details had become more precise. His original impressions had been confirmed. The woman in his glimpses neither had the physiognomy nor the skin pigmentation typical of the people of Kõrgus. Moreover, she was very pretty, and in fact her features starkly contrasted with her white hair, suggesting she was actually much older than what her vernal face led him to believe. And considering her clothing, she was clearly some sort of religious figure. The apprentice took one final look around his bed to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything. The dormitory was thankfully empty that late in the afternoon, and so there was nobody to question his intentions. However, leaving the cloister was proving much harder than he had imagined. He had manifestly grown more attached to the place than he had been aware of. Packing his few belongings had been one thing, but walking out of the room and saying goodbye to where he had spent most of his teenage years obviously entailed emotional reactions he had not foreseen when he had planned his departure. He had no clue how long it would take to cross the ocean, reach Neo Apollonia, first, and then the capital of the foreign state. Worse, he didn't know how he would even get over there. Nonetheless, the adventure thrilled him. He was confident there would be a way. Less certain though was the moment of his return. He reckoned the trip would not exceed a few weeks, assuming that all went well, and thus he could potentially be back before the end of the quarter. Yet, as he stepped past the door sill and turned to gaze one last time at the large open area where most of the cenobites slept, doubts that the journey could effectively have a much greater duration assailed him. { There's no way to know apart from going, Rahu Lüli } he quickly silenced the disturbances. Proceeding out of the main building, and hastening as fast as he could to the annex where the community had gathered the few computers it owned, the limping monk again recollected images of the attractive lady wearing a sky blue robe. They had become more vivid as he had attended more rituals inside the Tähtsaim. On a few occasions, he had even seen her standing near what seemed like an altar, as if she were in prayer, her eyes closed and with her arms raised towards the ceiling of a The Threshold

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vast chamber, similar to some of the churches depicted in his childhood schoolbooks. And given what the Gatekeeper had remembered about the former Suur Usujuht, he couldn't help but think that she could be that very same Spiritual Leader. She definitely could be described as exceptionally beautiful, and the timing was also consistent with the memories of his wise guide, at least inasmuch as he was correctly estimating her age. Supposing that the woman in his meditations was real, presently alive, and that she appeared to him as she currently looked, then she could indeed have been a teenager at the time. Still, such correspondences would never have been sufficient to convince the trainee. Though the coincidences were intriguing, in his view the relations had been tenuous at best. But then another discovery had tipped the scales and afforded a lot more weight to the whole idea. It had occurred on the day Kiire Õppija had received a new notebook, sent by a wealthy uncle. The laptop had arrived just a few days after the teenage nun had been summoned inside the temple, where she had accepted the task appointed to her by the Valgustatud, a task requiring technological aptitudes she displayed instinctively. While the girl had evidently recognized the nature of her challenge, he wasn't sure he had understood. Anyhow, as the two of them were having fun exploring the global network using the brand new device, she had spontaneously wanted to consult her favourite online astrologer. She had hoped her horoscope would mention a boy she secretly loved, the identity of whom she had not revealed, despite persistent teasing. However, the prediction hadn't been encouraging. Rahu Lüli had barely believed his eyes when he had noticed the ad on the netsite. The banner featured a lady who very much reminded him of the one from his glimpses. He had insisted to take control of the notebook and follow the link, and his curiosity had soon been duly rewarded. Repulsed at first by his ill-mannered behaviour, ultimately his friend had enthusiastically joined in the search. They had found that the woman wasn't merely imaginary, and moreover that she was also a famous soothsayer who actually inhabited a renovated orthodox chapel. Recalling his instructor telling him that the previous Suur Usujuht had extraordinary powers, he had reckoned that a prophetess of her reputation needed to have supernatural abilities. The more he had learned about this Mistress Aeira, the more he had felt she could be the person he had promised to bring back to the Tähtsaim. Whether she were the Great Spiritual Leader or not, it was manifestly her who had become the recurring star of his recent reveries. That certainly meant something. What if she were that very same girl whom the monastery had known as the Suur Usujuht back at the time when the Värav Hoidja had been a kid ? { How incredible would that be ! } he opined, uplifted by the hypothesis. Even if she were not, she could still be her successor. At any rate, there was a clear connection between her and his duty. As the novice approached the door of the newest extension to the cloister, he mulled over his decision, strengthening his resolve as he reflected on his situation. That was it, he would tolerate no more delays, he would not change course anymore. If the seer hadn't replied to his many electronic communications, he would leave the religious residence, and contact her wherever she lived. But the further he contemplated the eventuality, the more it seemed that he didn't really wish to go. Rather, he was attempting to force life into submission and compel it to yield to his demands. After all, how The Threshold

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could life dare let him depart considering all he had been through just to reach the remote location in the first place ? { The Enlightened Ones will certainly intervene on my behalf } he tried to trust, yet he wasn't that confident about his prospects. As the apprentice had expected, Kiire Õppija was there, alone in the computer room, when he finally made it to the entrance. She was seated at one of the desks, visibly very busy and in a world of her own, as if hypnotized by her laptop, as had so frequently been the case ever since she had been selected as a potential Väljavalitud. She had always been passionate about technology, the network in particular, but coding was becoming an obsession. Not wanting to disturb her in her work, he looked at her from the threshold, examining her pleasant features, her prominent cheekbones, and the black hair she wore very short. He mused that, though referring to her as his best friend sounded somehow improper, of all the members of the community, she was the one he most enjoyed being with, to the possible exception of his venerable teacher. He would definitely miss the young nun if he were to go on his adventure. They weren't at liberty to discuss their preoccupations any longer, at least not to their full extent, yet it didn't bother them. Following her initiatory visit in the temple, they both knew when they stared into each other's eyes that they were in very similar circumstances, restrained by their vows, and seeking to make progress with their quests. Thus, they never questioned when the other would suddenly stop to speak in mid-sentence, or deliberately avoid some subjects altogether. Instead, they would nod sympathetically, or smile knowingly, offering support. And how soothing it had been on so many occasions, for him anyhow. But time was flying, and the trainee couldn't just wait for the girl to notice his presence, so he stepped inside the annex and proceeded to her table. And as he did, she reflexively withdrew her gaze from the screen of her notebook and turned her almond-shaped dark eyes towards him to identify the disruption. – –

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« Has she replied ? » inquired the monk, obviously happy to see his friend. « Ahem... let me check » Kiire Õppija reacted at once with a gentle grin, « just a second » she added while her email client retrieved the latest incoming messages, the boy dropping his backpack and sitting next to her, « no... still nothing » she eventually reported, plainly disappointed, yet not nearly as much as him, « have you changed your mind ? » she asked the silent cenobite. « No » Rahu Lüli curtly stated, self-assertion replacing his defeated expression. « But you don't have to go » promptly objected the nun, « maybe she'll reply tomorrow » she optimistically suggested. « That's what we said yesterday » cynically retorted the novice, « and two days ago, and the day before that, and the day before – » « I know » the teenage girl interrupted, « you never know what tomorrow will bring » she remarked in an encouraging manner. « Maybe I have to go » tentatively argued the apprentice after a moment, as if hoping for

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approbation. « And why would you have to ? » Kiire Õppija immediately wondered. « I don't know » first admitted the monk, « but if she had wanted to reply, she would have done by now, don't you think ? » he submitted following a brief pause. « I don't know » echoed the tech-savvy religious, « maybe your faith is being tested » she proposed right away. « Or maybe my will is being tested » stressed Rahu Lüli, « maybe I need to learn to take my responsibilities » he went on in a confident tone. « Haven't you learned that already ? » the nun observed, her interlocutor glancing at her quizzically, « when you decided to climb up here all by yourself to undergo the training » she clarified after a few seconds. « I don't know » answered the boy, reconsidering the matter, « maybe you're right, maybe I already did » he acknowledged pensively, nodding in understanding, « but why doesn't she reply ? » he then pressed. « I don't know » Kiire Õppija uttered again, « she must receive many requests like yours » she calmly commented. « That's possible » granted the novice, « but it's been weeks already » he noted, appearing thwarted, and almost whining, « by now she would have found some time to respond » he carried on insistently. « Maybe not » resolutely contradicted the girl, the apprentice suddenly seeming doubtful, « maybe she's too busy, she's very popular you know » she mentioned with conviction. « Maybe » Rahu Lüli conceded with an air of disbelief, « or maybe life is telling me that I need to go find her » he declared following a quiet instant of reflection. « Maybe life is telling you that you're on the wrong path » insinuated the nun in a warm voice, « oh, sorry ! » she apologized at once, seeing her discomfited friend was manifestly offended by the idea. « That's okay » the boy reassured the younger monastic, the two of them exchanging a kind smile, « maybe I just feel I have to go » he continued after embarrassed hesitation. « You really do ? » inquired Kiire Õppija, as if slowly surrendering to the inevitable. « Yes » simply confirmed the monk in resignation. « Then you have to go » decisively announced the teenage girl. « You really think so ? » asked the surprised novice. « Yes » the nun maintained, looking serene and accepting. « Okay » agreed the apprentice, grinning in return. « Promise me one thing » shyly requested the technology inclined religious. « Promise you what ? » the suspicious boy promptly queried. « You have to promise first » Kiire Õppija responded playfully. « No ! » refused Rahu Lüli, half-amused, « promise you what ? » he repeated, still wary.

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« Don't you trust me ? » reacted the girl, somewhat worried. « I do » the monk stated, cordially but emphatically, following a short deliberation. « So, promise me » the nun entreated once again, in an almost defying manner. « Okay... I promise » consented the novice after more thought, not entirely willingly, yet with more concern about their relationship than about the possible consequences of his daring. « Promise you will contact me regularly via the network » the tech-savvy teen demanded, glancing reflexively at her notebook. « Ahem... I'm not sure I'll be able to » the apprentice remarked, not knowing whether or not the necessary equipment would be readily available to him. « It's a lot easier nowadays » Kiire Õppija asserted encouragingly, « there are many places where you have free access to public computers » she cheerfully pointed out, « cybercafés, community centers, libraries, public squares, shopping malls » she enumerated, delighted at how the new information relieved her interlocutor. « Okay then, I will » Rahu Lüli happily acquiesced. « You promise ? » the girl immediately insisted. « I promise ! » the boy enthusiastically answered without delay. « Thank you ! » humbly replied the nun with a grateful expression, « here, take this » she carried on as she started to remove one of the bracelets she wore around her right wrist. « Oh... no... ahem... it's yours » stammered the monk, « you should keep it » he objected, not expecting such a personal gift. « It'll remind you of me » explained the younger monastic as she handed the accessory to her friend, « and you'll remember to send news » she justified at once, staring hopefully into his eyes. « Okay ! » joyfully accepted the apprentice, « thank you » he added as he examined the details of the tiny carved beads ornamenting the finely woven thread, feeling there was more meaning to the generous gesture than had been acknowledged. « You have to wear it » required Kiire Õppija in an atypical authoritative voice, frowning uneasily as if afraid the novice would misplace the present and forget his commitment. « Ahem... okay » complied Rahu Lüli, noticeably embarrassed. « Give me your arm » the teenage girl commanded with a chuckle, pleased at the chance to help the monk who was unsuccessful in his attempts to fasten the clasps. « It's kind of tight » noted the boy as the nun finally secured the souvenir around his left wrist. « I think the others would be even tighter » commented the technology inclined religious, slightly disappointed, reviewing the adornments she had on, despite being already certain of her affirmation. « No, that's no problem ! » declared the apprentice, trying to comfort the computer expert,

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« I really like it » he assured, grinning at her and obtaining a similar response in return. The two monastics gazed at each other in silence for an instant, until Kiire Õppija shied away nervously, unable to sustain the tension any longer. { Better go now } Rahu Lüli reckoned, picking up his backpack as he stood up, and then carefully loading the bag upon his shoulders. – – – – –

« Do you really have to go now ? » queried the girl in a regretful tone, manifestly wishing that the novice would at least postpone his trek. « If I hurry I might be able to reach the Varjupaik before sunset » the monk submitted. « I see » reacted the nun, resigning herself to the departure of the boy she was so fond of. « Goodbye Kiire Õppija » bade the apprentice, smiling as he looked one last time in the direction of the tech-savvy teenager. « Goodbye Rahu Lüli » reciprocated the girl before swiftly turning back to her notebook and acting as if she were eager to resume her work.

The novice rapidly exited the room, though part of him wanted to stay. For a fleeting moment, he thought of changing his mind and waiting some more for a reply from the foreign prophetess, but he quickly discarded the idea as he recollected the frustrations and the letdowns of the past days. He couldn't ignore that he would miss Kiire Õppija, and their talk had made clear that she would very much miss him too. Still, if he decided against leaving, he feared he would soon find himself back in the same unbearable situation he was seeking to escape. It was one thing to hope for a development when no alternatives were available, yet quite another to sit quietly expecting that progress would come of itself when there were options to explore. Especially so when his faith that the desired event would ever come to pass kept on declining from day to day. And even more so when he could trust that if he were to make it all the way across the world and visit the famous seer where she lived, she would have little choice but to receive him. As he proceeded outside the extension and towards the monastery gates, Rahu Lüli mentally examined the contents of his knapsack. He hadn't omitted anything crucial to the completion of his journey. He remembered having packed everything he had once carried uphill with him when he had first joined the community, namely, clothes and blankets, matches and a pocket knife, and a piece of tarpaulin sufficiently large to build a temporary shelter in case of an emergency. He had also brought a bottle of water, even if the vital liquid was an abundant commodity in the area. And, possibly more importantly, he had not forgotten his copy of the Kirjast. { « The Scriptures have the power to brightly light up your mind and see you through the darkest of nights » } he recalled the saying of the ancients. He often didn't understand how, but he had to admit the words the holy volume contained always rendered him joyful and inspired. Confident of having everything he needed to ensure a safe trip, only one final detail bothered the boy. Something was prompting him to climb up the mountain and down inside the Tähtsaim to The Threshold

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grab the Transcript. Yet, he couldn't think of a reason to fetch the document. The manuscript would probably self-destruct should he attempt to show it anyway, whereas, in the amphitheater, it could be useful to the other potential Väljavalitud. Moreover, he knew the verses by heart, and thus, he could easily pen them down should circumstances require it, though he couldn't imagine why the writings would somehow be exempted from the devastating consequences of breaking his vow, if he were to produce the duplicate text. Still, beyond the argumentation, doubt nagged him, and each of the steps leading him away from the underground temple and closer to the departure point actually intensified the impression. As he approached the entrance to the high-perched religious domain, the dissonance became so preoccupying that the trainee eventually halted and reconsidered the troublesome matter. Just as he turned around to reckon the distance he would have to cover should he elect to go up, daunted by the unanticipated detour, the familiar figure of Kasulik Sõber appeared into view. The Värav Hoidja had seemingly followed him, and was cheerfully waving at him, gesturing him to stop as he hastened down the inclined, narrow stony path. – –

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« Hello young one ! » shouted the Gatekeeper, advancing towards his student, « you are leaving us ? » he added with a smile as he got nearer. « Ahem... yes » confirmed the apprentice, visibly embarrassed by the interrogation as he had hoped he wouldn't have to justify his decision, « I'm going to find her » he declared, noticing that his interlocutor held a book tied with a yellow ribbon. « Find who ? » inquired the experienced monastic, displaying no signs of surprise, looking as if he already knew what was going on. « The woman I've told you about » reacted the teenage monk, « the one in my visions » he immediately clarified, registering the elevation he was accustomed to sense when in the presence of the wise guide. « Oh... I see » answered the elder, « the prescient lady » he went on, grinning knowingly. « Yes » the novice concurred at once. « And where are you going ? » then wondered the venerable teacher. « Across the ocean » replied the pupil, proudly yet with uncertainty, « to Triton Ay-eel... Ee-uhl... Aeolus » he stammered the name of the foreign megapolis, « she lives over there, in a chapel » he observed right away. « Oh... I see » the tutor slowly said again, « why don't you wait for her to come here ? » he proposed enigmatically. « What ? » exclaimed the younger cenobite in disbelief, « why would she come here ? » he questioned, obviously not quite understanding the suggestion. « You think you have more chances of meeting her if you go over there » calmly hinted the instructor, manifestly unconvinced. « Of course ! » the perplexed boy responded, deeming the choice to be self-evident.

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« And why do you think that ? » Kasulik Sõber insisted. « Because that's where she lives » Rahu Lüli reiterated, plainly exasperated, « I told you that already » he remarked in a disgruntled manner, « besides, you always tell me that I should focus less on words and more on feelings » he carried on almost defiantly, « that's what I'm doing ! » he confidently asserted. « I see » simply stated the Värav Hoidja, nodding in agreement as he marked a pause to let the tension subside, « why do you go today ? » he eventually asked, for once giving the impression that he genuinely ignored the reason. « I'm tired of waiting ! » the trainee announced in a raised voice, « I'm tired of waiting for a reply from her » he soberly repeated after a few seconds, ashamed of his impatience. « A stitch in time saves nine » cryptically offered the Gatekeeper. « And I've seen it in my meditation this morning » the student continued, appearing very much puzzled and yet not acknowledging the baffling maxim. « Is that so ? » queried the learned religious, not expecting the revelation. « Yes ! » the apprentice maintained, rejoicing at the opportunity to win the other over, « I was going out of the monastery, and Jonnakas Truu was waving at me » he passionately recalled, « he was exhorting me to go, and smiling at me » he described the scene, « and once I crossed the gates, he thanked me for going » he finally recounted. « I see » readily accepted the guide as he stroked his unkempt grey goatee, « that's surely auspicious » he stressed to the delight of his pupil, « and the timing is certainly good » he cheerfully noted. « What do you mean ? » promptly inquired the teenager. « The Federation has a new Chancellor now, and a new government » explained the wise elder, « that's a very good omen » he commented with visible satisfaction. « You really think so ? » the young monk reacted, grinning. « Yes, yes ! » the venerable teacher chuckled enthusiastically, « the Conservatives are not in power anymore » he informed the novice, « the cosmos is telling us that change can come at last » he submitted, the boy approving quietly, « and who knows, maybe the new administration will recognize that Keskus has invaded us » he couldn't resist evoking. « Kõrgus will be free ! » the handicapped cenobite chanted as protesters did during peace rallies, to the pleasure of his interlocutor. « I suppose you plan to reach the Varjupaik before the night ? » the experienced master hazarded following a short silence. « Yes » Rahu Lüli confirmed, « I should really hurry » he went on, glancing at the sun as if to estimate the time of day. « Some of my old friends still live there » the tutor mentioned, « tell them I sent you and they'll help you » he emphasized in a warm tone. « I'll ask the ancients, and I'll salute them in your name » the trainee promised right away. « Thank you, young one ! » Kasulik Sõber responded gratefully, slightly bowing his head

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in respect, « have you brought your Kirjast with you ? » he wondered soon after. « Yes, I have it in my bag » the student quickly assured, looking to his side as he tapped his backpack with his left hand. « That's a lovely bracelet » noticed the instructor. « Oh... yes » hesitantly concurred the apprentice, gazing at the accessory, « Kiire Õppija just gave it to me » he pointed out, serenely, reminded of his friend. « Oh ! » slowly exclaimed the Värav Hoidja, « she's a praiseworthy nun » he carried on with admiration, « and a good girl » he observed following a brief pause, « you two spend a lot of time together » he ultimately remarked. « We enjoy each other's company » the teenager answered with a straight face, manifestly attempting to hide his feelings, taking an instant to reflect, « we understand each other » he added in a pensive manner. « Do you have everything you need for the trip ? » asked the guide, deeming preferable to change the subject as his pupil was perceptibly nostalgic. « Ahem... yes » the novice stated after a moment, returning from the reveries he had been engrossed in, « I believe I do » he reiterated, chortling as he realized he had been absent, and then displaying a more concerned air, remembering the Transcript but being cautious not to talk about it. « Here, take this » the learned religious offered as he presented the book with both hands, the wide-eyed boy receiving the gift with evident appreciation, rendered speechless by the gesture, « it's poetry, in ancient Kõrgi, it'll help you practice » he declared, gratified by the amazement of the trainee. « Thank you ! » Rahu Lüli eventually replied, staring some more at the treasured volume with a big smile, before carefully storing it in a side pocket of his knapsack.

Thinking of the manuscript, the apprentice pondered how he could justify retracing his steps and going up the mountain. As he peered again in the distance behind the elder, in the direction of the Tähtsaim, he found that the urgency had vanished. Somehow, it didn't seem important anymore. He was at peace with his original decision. { Time to leave, Rahu Lüli ! } he reckoned in resignation. – – –

« Hurry, hurry young one ! » cheerfully encouraged the Gatekeeper, « you have to go » he stressed earnestly. « I know » the teenager agreed gravely, « goodbye Kasulik Sõber ! » he bade his teacher. « Goodbye Rahu Lüli ! » the venerable monastic reciprocated in a cordial voice.

The novice turned around and started to advance towards the entrance, reviewing all that had been exchanged. Was there a particular reason why his tutor had given him the book ? Perhaps, the poetry conveyed further precepts that were complementary to the Scriptures. Possibly, it contained clues that would help him solve his enigma. One thing had become obvious, the Värav Hoidja had The Threshold

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known of his intention to depart all along. Why else would he have brought the volume with him ? And what had he meant when he had suggested to wait for the seer ? Why would the woman climb all the way up to their monastery ? No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't imagine a motive for the prophetess to suddenly show up at the cloister. The idea made absolutely no sense to him, nor did the bizarre saying, { a stitch in time saves nine ? Have I heard correctly ? } he wondered, perplexed by the strange phrase, { what does it mean ? Who can stitch time anyways ? } he mused, puzzled. As he crossed the gates, the apprentice recollected his instructor mentioning his old friends who lived at the Varjupaik, and it finally occurred to him that the guide had subtly dropped a hint. Someone over there knew about the former Suur Usujuht. The young monk stopped on the spot and looked back, hoping that his invaluable adviser would still be in sight. – –

« Thank you for the tip, Kasulik Sõber ! » the boy joyfully shouted, waving at the elder. « Thank you for going, Rahu Lüli ! » the master responded, also gesturing in return.

And to his utter astonishment, the teenager had little choice but to recognize that, except for the fact that the wise religious stood in the place of Jonnakas Truu, the scene was exactly as he had foreseen it in his morning meditation.

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t the turn of the century, Ovel must face the consequences of its accelerated growth. One

hundred and twenty seven federated countries and eleven sovereign nations, spread across the homeland and in colonies settled onboard orbiting stations and on a nearby planet. Fourteen billion inhabitants struggling to thrive under the rule of a corrupted Global Government, in power for over forty years. Fuelled by a recent scientific finding, the once in a lifetime discovery of a discontinuity in the cosmic fabric of the neighbouring space, a coalition of politicians is willing to stand up for the people and radically change things. Now relegated to the ranks of an obscure sect, the once dominant Community and its disciples must effectively handle the requirements of the Celestials to ensure that the most favourable of all possible destinies comes to pass. Meanwhile, halfway across the world, a young monk must learn to collaborate with the Enlightened Ones in order to successfully discharge the essential task he has accepted to fulfil in behalf of his monastery. Will the crucial 2206 electoral campaign climax on the emergence of a charismatic Progressive leader, or will the decried Chancellor prevail despite the many forces scheming for his downfall ? On a background of environmental and financial crises, and religious influences intertwining with political manoeuvres to determine the fate of the overpopulated orb, The Threshold chronicles the evolution of the Ovelian civilization as it heads towards unprecedented upheaval.

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