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[Mercury199 86]

A small smile plays across Kolyat’s face as, from atop the staircase, the voice, albeit slightly trembling, of his dear friend reaches his ears. As she stops for a moment, a multitude of hand cast themselves into the air, and he cannot help but chuckle.

“Oh llir, teaching is no lighthearted undertaking.”

The smile grows though as the lesson progresses, along with his mood as the voices of the Mali, speaking in language of their ancestors fills the evening air.

“It has begun.” he mutters to himself, “No longer shall the Mali be plagued by ignorance.”

Another topic, and more hands are sent skyward.

“Here, we decide the future, the authors of what is to come, the orchestrators of what will one day be the past, and you my llir, now hold the pen.”

He let’s out a soft sigh, his gaze shifting to the faces of the Mali, a single phrase worms it’s way to his tongue.

 “maehr’sae hiylun’ehya … Larihi I do believe you would be smiling now.”

 

 

[Thatpyrodude 2008]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.