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laughter. I thought I
must have imagined it, because I was nowhere near a village. But then I heard
it again. I quietly got up and set off in the direction of the sound.
    After a couple of minutes, I
caught sight through the thick trees and shrubs of a girl running. “Hey, wait!
Who are you?” I asked.
    The only answer I got was more
laughter. Without knowing why, I raced to catch up to her. However, every time
I thought I was getting close, she disappeared again.
    Oddly, the next time I saw her I
could have sworn she looked like an old woman. Determined, I ran after her. She
proved as elusive as a faerie. After a few more minutes of chasing with no
sight or sound of her, I stopped and listened for a while, but when I could not
hear or see any trace of her, I decided to give it up and go back to my camp.
    Looking around I realised that
the sun was sitting high in the blue sky above. Perplexed, I turned to start
back and almost walked right into her. She was a beautiful young woman with
startling golden eyes that seemed to sparkle. She giggled. “You give up far too
easily. You will have to learn to do better.” She cocked her head to one side
with a mischievous smile playing across her lips. I felt entranced by her
beauty, her golden hair and her mesmerising eyes; eyes I could drown in.
    I realised my mouth was hanging
open. I quickly shut it with an audible snap. “Oh, how enchanting, he blushes!”
she said and gave a melodious laugh. “Well I guess we should get to work.
Follow me!”
    She set off into the bushes and
I rushed to keep up. She seemed to move in accordance to music only she could
hear, her feet hardly seeming to touch the ground. When I caught up to her, my
breath was coming quickly. We were standing at the edge of a clearing in the
forest. A small stream trickled past at our feet. She sat down and gestured for
me to sit as well.
    Between deep breaths, I asked,
“What do you mean we have work to do? Who are you?”
    She was looking at me with a
thoughtful gaze. Her neat brows pulled into a small frown. “Kadin, do you not
know me? You must awaken. You are so intent on looking that you do not see.
Have you forgotten about the world beyond the Tretakai or have you simply never
considered the beyond?”
    I was not sure if she was trying
to be abstruse. She certainly was not answering my questions. She must have
seen the confusion on my face and she continued, “I suppose you are a child
yet. No matter, we will make a man of you. You have many things to learn. We
will start with the basics. You are not Tretakai.”
    I gave an exasperated sigh. Not
this again! I shook my head and opened my mouth to reply, but before I could
say anything, she cut me off. “This does not mean you do not belong with them,
Kadin. In fact, it is quite the opposite.
    “You humans have such short
memories. You would have thought that with your love of recording every little
detail of your short history, nothing would ever be forgotten.” Her mouth
pulled up into an irritated pout. “Humans were not always as prosperous as they
are today. People grouse and grumble about their troubles, but they do not
remember the time of real troubles. Strife, starvation, war, and not the little
scuffles between bordering lands you call war, but real war. The
battle between day and night, ultimate good and ultimate evil; the battle that
your very existence depended on. The war that has been
and will be again.”
    She shook her head. “I am
getting ahead of myself. Suffice to say that you may not be Tretakai, but the
Tretakai were meant for you.”
    My head was reeling. “ Us humans? You
say that as if you are not included in the ‘us’?” What did she mean with the Tretakai were meant for me? I wondered.
    She sat staring at me, an
unreadable expression on her face. I looked away under the force of that gaze.
When it was clear that she was not about to answer me, I changed my question.
“Who are you?”
    I looked back at her and