C347:Thebes

Ole felt bad for Urchin who was groaning from the pain. His twisted wrist is swollen as it turn blue and violet.

"Who told you to be that stubborn?" Ole nagged.

"It can't be helped, if I did not held on then Cherith will suffer a greater injury." Urchin replied.

"I see, you have a point there." Ole replied as she applied her oil.

"Selah will do the rest." She added before standing up to visit Cherith who had his body laid facing the bed.

His back were bloody. His flesh are scraped. It was bruised. His wings were bare and not withdrawn. The entrance of it's skeletal structure were evenly displayed.

Ole sighed as Selah started stretching her hands and taking some precutious exercise.

"Great job dear Selah, Your an expert in this field. If you need some rest then do so." Ole advised.

Selah brightened her smile and winked.

"This are the moments where people like me get excited. As a person who is from a medical and disecting expert. This kinds of things are treasures."

Ole can't find the word to reply. This beautiful modest girl in front of her is saying that cutting a human flesh is exciting. Ole just shortly pumped her fist not truly knowing what Selah mean.

Selah started by applying Ole's oil as she rub her hand together and prayed.

"Our God who is the creator of our body. You formed us from dust and you sustained us with your word and breath. This hand that you have allowed to be limp will be the same hand that will be a conduit of your extended grace and healing. Amen."

Selah started to have her eyes turned into a pearl. He long black hair became a layer of shaded chocolate. The dust surrounding them turned into a galactic walls. Selah started to apply the oil. She started to operate as Ole watched without blinking. Cherith started to convulse which alerted Ole.

Selah successful healed the root of his wings. When Cherith's pulse drop dead, Selah calmly pricked her index finger. The single drop revived the owl like Guadalupe.

Ain reacted more shocked at the revelation of the pen name.

"Let me see the paintings." He demanded.

Agsus nod his head and displayed the first one. The whole canvas was silver. The highlights were a face of man in his blindfold. The edges were composed of his hair.

"It's a painting named Sage." Fur spoke.

"Well he is Sage." Ain replied.

Agsus clicked the next slide.

"This is my favorite, The gravitational egg." Agsus spoke.

It was another painting of blind folded egg.

Ain knew the history as to why Sage became fond of eggs.

"This is the third one... well it took seven years to be found." Fur added.

Another painting of a torch with magnetic effects. The torch was curved within a womb.

"It's named as Lapidoth Sage." Agsus informed.

"This felt like a journey of that woman. I think she is still existing." Ain muttured.

"Exactly, because last month the last painting got auctioned." Fur extended as Agsus clicked the slide.

It was a woman who brought the famine all over the era. The woman may had an abstract figure.

"This is...? " Ain choked from his own word.

"Lila." Fur whispered.

"Does the Urchin knew?" Ain asked

"Kahieli accidentally saw it." Fur honestly replied.

"It was a duplicate of my first portrait." Fur added as he displayed displeasure.

"What do you mean?" Ain asked.

"This person might be a time leaper herself." Agsus concluded.

"She knows what happened to Saga and Sage." The previous painting was a literal biological series of Sage's life.

"Do you have any painting that she worked on?" Ain asked.

"What are you planning?" Fur raised.

"I want Sycamore to check on it." Ain pointed.

Agsus and Fur exchange glances not sure if it's a good idea.

"Don't worry those kids are royals. They went through lengths more sorrowful than whatever facts we will be able to gather." Ain assured.

"We need it to help decode Saga's gift. It will be dangerous if this person ever find out that her torch is still alive and gifted." Ain advised.

"I will try to ship or search the web for online auction." Agsus willingly said.

Kahieli stride away from the door. He calmly walked the hallway and opened his social account. He visited the same page where he heared a canvas of his own mother suddenly appeared. It was the painting acquired by Litrez as they finally realise that the painting was truly their mother.

Her back looked warm. Kahieli started to succumb to the yearning that was boiling from his heart. His lone tear, drips continuously as Sycamore and Nimrod leaned behind the close door. Kahieli's silent sob made the two mourn with him.

Selah unleashed her gift after tending Cherith. She heared from Nimrod how Kahieli was weeping silently. Selah sighed as she yawned behind Kahielis door.

Kahieli was surprised when a loud thud was heared from his door. He wiped his face and check to see the source of the sound. He found Selah asleep in front of his door.

Kahieli helped the young healer. He lifted her gently in his arms and asked Ole to wipe her body. Kahieli was about to walk out of the room when Ole spoke.

"Your eyes are swollen. Did you cry?"

Kahieli just snorted and said.

"Maybe." He walked out if the room as Ole smiled.

Saga recalled how he greatly injured Cherith and Urchin. He stood up to check on them only to see all of the members feasting by the table. Saga joined them later on the hear that he will be visiting Ole's father with Sycamore and Ain in a few day. He was advised to pack his clothes.

"Be nervous you are going to meet Ole's father." Cherith teased while they are watering the herbs.

"Yeah, I can't imagine how to face the man Ole love so dearly." Sage replied

"Your too stiff. He is not bad but just like Ole he can hear everything. Your heart beat, your muscles and your cells." Cherith encouraged as he started chuckling.

"Are you scaring me?" Sage asked.

"No. I am telling the truth. You better be honest." Cherith hummed.