Chapter 8 - Beyond the Veil-3
~ Mina stood at the Veil of Memories again, her hand almost touching Lalia’s, but for the fine mist of water between them. Lalia spoke more urgently now. ‘There is so much I wish I could tell you, but our time is done. Two things you must understand. ‘The storytellers I trained, and those who came after, shaped their stories through freely giving of their lives and imaginations and souls. Art is a gift that grows in the sharing. Stories are a gift too. They come alive between the telling and the listening, in the moment when they are heard. This is where Tarya can be reached, and where the artist achieves a kind of immortality—when the story grows to something greater than storyteller or audience. That is what Mourini never understood. His immortality is stolen, snatched from others’ dr
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