Over 60 years had passed since Lind arrived at the Throne of Living Flame. In that time, he had essentially been unconscious but his eyes slowly opened and he saw an unfamiliar ceiling of azure, violet, and golden stone.
He was on a stone bed as well but he was not uncomfortable. If anything, he felt soothed as he lay there. He carefully checked his condition but he found limits.
His nodes were dead to him still but his harmony was in peak condition and his body was in excellent shape. He had a rough idea of the passage of time but he knew rushing would not help him at all.
He slowly sat up and tested his body carefully before confirming he was fine.
A curtain was swung aside as an ethereal woman with golden hair lined in crimson entered looking at a stone tablet. She reminded him of his mother and then the very woman came in behind her!
Mira looked tired but her dark green eyes locked on him and a smile broke out.
