It was a prosperous taokunei, and the old Param still wore the Living Ring of Ikaoi Taesa. Little had been required of tithes, and the surplus had induced a curious, complacent lull in the otherwise-familiar, clan warfare. Sensing foreboding in the unseen patterns, however, Idaeo'suzei Neisao Maokeisu - he, who, at only 37 taokuneii, was the soulbound guardian of the third shrine of the Terra - had left the sacred halls of his Monaznar to travel Paramnar for answers. Unfortunately, with no clues to help him find what he sought, he wandered well into the season of Gaeamnar's slumber.
As the season of slumber gradually expended itself, and sought to establish Gaeamnar's rebirth, so he found himself in the Clan of D'aoima Teisei. The feeling of foreboding had doggedly thickened during his travels - despite the balance of the seasons continuing, unhampered - to the point that he was physically affected, and now struggling to breathe properly. Shortly after his arrival, he unceremoniously collapsed into unconsciousness. Monaeram Teisei Saegao, fearing the worst, had their honored visitor brought to the home of their resident healer family: an Omonae, Teisei Ikaoima, his Beholden, Teisei Raemun, and their three children.
Teisei Ikaoima and Raemun plied their abilities upon the fallen Idaeo'suzei from the moment he was brought in, until the largest of the moons, Monaz, was at its peak. During this entire time, their youngest child - a girl of the tender age of 3 taokuneii - would absolutely not
leave the healing room, no matter how they (halfheartedly) threatened grave consequences. The Idaeo'suzei was now breathing easier, though, and they were exhausted and physically shaking after such prolonged manipulation of the various energies that they'd needed to work with. So the Omonae and his Beholden made the unorthodox decision to allow their seemingly-tireless, young daughter, the honor and responsibility to keep watch over the recovering Monaznar master. As it was, however, she was already known to be a rather unusual, serious child, and she had already, undoubtedly displayed evidence of her parents' abilities.
Once her parents were confirmed to have turned-in, she had drug a stool over and used it to maneuver herself up, and onto Neisao Maokeisu's cot. She sat, boldly and quite
unceremoniously, inbetween his spaced-apart feet, with her legs folded and crossed over each other. Having heard tales of monaznumos from her parents, and their acquaintances, she intertwined her fingers in her lap, closed her eyes, and began to pace her breathing. The light of Monaz, as She descended across the sky, invaded through the open doorway and glass-less holes in the walls. It rested, as a wreath of illumination, upon the small child, and a casual observer might have even claimed that she appeared to be channeling it. Seitaoi Daomasu, however, was an Idaeo'suzeima mastery. No
child, let alone one from a simple Clan - whose Primary was the element of danaoi - should be able to sense something so advanced, and yet...
About an hourglass' turn into this child's vigilant guardianship, the Idaeo'suzei gently stirred, and then began to pull out of his recovering rest. An incredibly-curious sensation was whispering over his skin with the most feather-light of caresses. He blinked his eyes open, furrowing his brows as his sight adjusted to the intensity of Monaz' light. His first thought was to question why was he so sensitive to it, of a sudden. He vaguely remembered collapsing, and wondered if he had hit his head especially hard upon the ground. Then, that curious sensation revisited him, and tingled its way over his arms and shoulders, then up to the crown of his scalp before dissipating. He lips parted slightly, as he shivered in response, and he very slowly adjusted so that he could prop himself up and look around. In the next moment, his eyes came to rest upon the tiny, vigilant figure, appearing as something incomparable, yet breathtaking, as she sat there in her wreath of moonlight. Breathing shallowly through his mouth, he pushed himself into a sitting position and leant forward. Then, after a few moments longer, he reached out and, so very tentatively, touched his fingertips to her cheek and jaw.
For an amateur practicing only upon what she had heard, indirectly, from her elders, she had managed to discipline herself into a rather deep trance. So, when the fingertips of the Idaeo'suzei had touched her face, it was the first thing to break through to her awareness. She felt Monaz' embrace gently fall away, as if a mantle sliding from one's shoulders, and she rose out of her monaznumos to open her eyes. As soon as she did, and their eyes met, her little hands flew to her mouth, and she blinked a couple of times. The master nodded, in recognition of something unheard, and yet absolute. Very, very slowly, throwing away all the protocol that had been, so far, taught to her, she removed her hands from her mouth and extended them out to touch his
cheeks and jaw. In the next instant, something
jolted through their bodies, and inextricably meshed their essences together. Acknowledgement flashed between them, as they kept their eyes trained upon each other throughout this exchange and merging of natural, personal energies. Then, moments later, she pushed herself forward to crawl closer, curling against the master's torso as he brought his arms around to embrace her protectively. With this
man, there was no
protocol; he was her
Idaeo'suzei, and she
belonged to him.
One sukaoi later, the ancient Param - at 157 taokuneii - passed away and the Living Ring was placed upon the second finger of his eldest otaodar. It would not be long before the reason for the Idaeo'suzei's sense of foreboding became evident.