As you hold the small stone circle in your hand, you feel drawn to it.

You slowly close your eyes, holding the circle with both of your hands. A warm, alien feeling washes through your body. You can sense the power of the stone, its strength, its resilience, and its potential.

"Now what else am I forgetting... By L'Oos's left arm! I just told you not to do that!" L'Neeri shouts.

You open your right eye to brilliant yellow-golden light pouring from your hands around your Token. Your brown hair stands up straight, and all you see is gold light.

"Woah! Uh, L'Neeri?" you say waving your hands around.

"What did I just say?! Ow!" L'Neeri yells from somewhere nearby. "Oh, man, it burns!"

"How do I turn it off?!" You yell, stumbling over your bed and stubbing your toe, and dropping your Token in the process.

"Just, ow, do the thing that you just did!" L'Neeri says angrily.

You do, for it is surprisingly easy, and the blazing hot, golden light cuts off.

As your pupils dilate and readjust, you spot L'Neeri squirming on the floor, his skin steaming lightly.

"Ugh," L'Neeri groans. "Yup, that hurts," he curses, wrinkling his nose at the faint smell of burning flesh. He shakes his head indignantly, strangely floating up from a sitting position to his feet. "Blatant Allegorical Discharge, don't ever do that again, Nova."

"I-" You start, flustered.

"Nope, not right now. I did the same thing." He cuts you off.

Your cheeks burn red as you sink onto your bed.

"But, on the bright side, we now know what you are."

"What, am I?" you ask sheepishly, glancing at your old friend.

"You're a Type 4 Branded One, an Evoker. You can manipulate Light." He states, waving his right hand.

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"So I'm like, powerful then?" You laugh nervously, unsure of what to feel.

"Your pretty standard, but you can be powerful if you hone your abilities."L'Neeri sighs. "And, by the way, next time focus more on what you want to do instead of just on your Token."

"Yes, Sir!" you give a mock salute. You both chuckle and sigh.

A cool breeze blows through the wooden windows of your room, caressing the nape of your neck. L'Oos's mount falls across the sky towards the horizon, casting his blazing orange light over the expanse of clouds and trees. Evening, twilight, and peace fall over Xulaa. As the darkness creeps in from all sides, even the faintest lights begin to spark up around the Western Limbs, and the people delve into their homes to rest after a long day. The world is at peace...

"I need to go, I haven't seen a few people in a while. I want to go catch up we them." L'Neeri says, breaking the tranquil moment.

"Oh, ok. I'll see you tomorrow?" You respond, not looking away from the horizon.

"You can count on it!" The boy jumps out of your window, to your surprise, and falls upwards out of sight.

"Why did he have to do that? The door is right there!" you say to yourself, gesturing to the door.

You sigh, grabbing a wooden cup and filling it with dew water from a wooden basin. You let your mind wander as you drink the water down thirstily as you look out over the endless sea of clouds, roiling and boiling over something that none have ever seen.

The Abyss.

The doctrine states that whoever goes beneath that sea of clouds is lost forever, for they have gone to Sa'Bel's Domain, and therefore, they have died.

You shiver.

You were not very religious, but you did fear death. An unknown place where no Traveller ever returns with stories of what is beyond it.

It had been such a long time since a Bookmongerer came to your home, you had nearly exhausted your collection of fantastical novels and books that you had been given by your Mother.

You finish the cup of water, placing it back on the small counter. You turn and grab a random book from a small bookshelf that looks grown out of the wall.

All of the books that you had been given are a little strange, since your Mother was a big daydreamer, telling stories of places with things like "grass" and "rocks" that didn't make much sense to you. Of strange places and worlds you could never quite imagine, they all had cool and weird names like Fexxis, Unibora, Luzial, and Michigan. It made you wonder about those lands, what they were really like, how there weren't any Titan Trees...and how she got her hands on them in the first place.

A sharp, musical cry sounds from outside your window.

You look up to see a giant Aso'une'aawn wheel out over the clouds, its cyan blue plumage and long tail stalks reflecting the dying sunset light.

You sit at your table, watching the majestic avian creature fly and glide with no care in the world, going where he wants as fast as his wings can take him. He seems so happy doing what he loves, which is flying.

The Aso'une'aawn are the patron animal of L'Oos because of how free they are... Oh, how you want to fly.

You watch him go away, leaving you alone in your room with only the sunset to give a warm glow to the room.

"Goodnight, Xulaa," you say softly into the darkness, then you move off to bed.

Dreaming.