The Master Level

Removing gaps and Inserting voids.

“You realise this is irreversible yes?”

The woman nodded. “Yes.” She said.

“I realise that.”

The shaman nodded.

“Are you sure you want to go ahead with it?

My services don’t include giving advice, however this situation is somewhat <close to my heart> and I feel the need to ask you if you are sure this is what you really want?”

The woman nodded.

“Yes. I’m sure.

I have no need to live in two worlds any longer.

For all the time I live in another world, it detracts the time I have in the other.

And we both know already

that

my time is

limited

and

 running out.”

The shaman nodded.

“Is there anything else?” He asked.

“Something to repair or replace the gap it leaves?

This removal will leave a void unable to be filled

 unless I fill it

now.

I need to re-iterate again.

If I don’t fill it now, it won’t be a gap.

It will be a void.

And there’s a difference.”

The woman nodded in understanding.

“I know that.” She said.

“I don’t want it filled.

 I’ll keep the void…

….it will help me remember.”

The shaman shook his head.

“It doesn’t work like that.

A void is not a memory.

A void is a void.

It’s nothing and yet it is everything.

It is an opening and a closing.

A beginning and an ending.

A darkness and a light.

It is chaos and it is structure.

And….” He said

“It’s none of my business, <again> but I can’t help but ask.

“Are you sure you won’t consider filling it.

There are many things you can choose from….

Here…

<shaman presents a wooden box for the women to sort through which she does not touch>

This?

What about this?

It’s adventure.

 It’s a great one.

Sail the seas.

Travel the world.

<woman shakes her head>

What about this?

Music.

 Also amazing.

I can give you a guitar….a flute…a violin…..something you can take with you everywhere you go….or even something large….a piano… music….will you consider music?

<woman shakes her head>

What about this?

<shaman presents an image>

This?

Surely you want this?

I know you want this…..

It’s not something I would normally suggest….

I just….

I don’t want to leave you with a void….

you’ll carry it with you forever….

if I don’t put something in there now, once you leave here you won’t be able to fill it…

Never.

And I think you’ll regret it.”

The woman looked at the image the shaman was offering and her heart ached.

She lowered her eyes,

sighed with a heavy heart

and then shook her head.

“No.” she said.

“Thank you.

I appreciate your concern.

But I’ll take the void.”

She handed over the things the shaman had asked her to bring in addition to the two lists and climbed onto the bed.

“Does he know?” asked the shaman and the woman whispered softly.

“Yes…..

He knows….

The decision was mutual.”

The shaman acknowledged what the woman had said, and considered his options.

Would he leave the void or fill it?

He knew she’d have no recollection once she woke.

He felt himself torn between his professional duties, and his personal feelings.

*

The woman was unconscious and surrounded with the things she had brought for the ritual.

His heart pushed and pulled as he watched the magic work swiftly.

In a split second decision, <without removing his hand on the woman>, he reached as far as he could with the edge of his fingertips and pulled the wooden box close enough to reach into it.

As the last of the relics burned and with not a minute left to spare, he removed the first totem his fingers rested upon and gave it to the woman

Placing it on her heart

And bestowing

His Full Blessing.

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