Training Day
High in the trees there was a small cosy cabin. It was built on two levels, one where you could sit, chat, draw or eat. And the top level was all pillows, blankets and sheets. While Reyas and Kysandre shared the tent on the ground Gisael and I slept high above them.
She had just drained the dragon for the second time that morning, and I lay on my back breathing in the fresh forest air.
"Dawn breaks," she said.
"Tell me about the Qi Sage," I asked.
Her hand snaked across my chest and her fingernails scratched me gently. "To me it is just stories. Mother will tell you; she is given secrets passed down from Mother to Mother."
"The Qi Sage taught the races of the islands to use Qi. He is revered by the Qizhu, Mogui and us – the descendants of the Alfar."
"So he came before the cataclysm?"
"Yes."
"What else?"
"I do not know much else. It was said that he could see qi, like you."