“So we have to heat up the living silver?” Aithein responded.
“Xas,” Caelwyn said. “Using the golden fire. The dew.”
Aithein looked confused.
Caelwyn continued. “Any time the imga refer to the dew, rest assured, they mean manna. Language is the tool that guards knowledge from the profane and preserves it throughout the ages.” He ran a finger along the statue of the Divine Man. “To free the mind from impurities, you must raise its level of consciousness, and so to free the living silver from its coagulated bondage to lead, you must use the heat from your manna, the golden fire. That’s what the hand-shaped hollows are for.”
Dani returned to Aithein. “It obviously has something to do with these statues. The leaden veins are only around the pit.”
Caelwyn examined the veins that sprawled a
