This is a testing!
He reaches across the unknown Ways, to test me yet!
As He must ever.
For there can be no perfection here until He returns, and even the soundest of vassals might be found wanting in the splendour of that time.
The screaming hatred faltered, and other thoughts rallied to her.
The Anointing was to be the culmination of her work here. The act that would open the Ways to His return. Yet too, it was a deed fraught with unknown perils, set as it was at the very limits of the Brotherhood’s knowledge. There was sufficient understanding to know that the consequences of failure could be terrible, and great doubts existed. When should it be? In what manner should it be done? And, not least, by whom and to whom? There was a presumption that one of the Kyrosdyn would be the Chos
