Scattering sparks of thought energy
Deliver me and carry me away
It seemed Amalia was unwilling to make a judgement on the portals; Abasi noted that. He suspected that soon the debate surrounding them would come to a head. When that time came it was good to know where each person stood, what could be said around whom.
"Yes." He answered to her question. "We would preserve the bodies with chemicals, remove their organs...but leave the heart. The soul would go to be judged by the Gods; if successful they could then return to their body nightly to have a home within it. It is best that the body is as preserved as possible, so that they can recognise themselves and know where to go. We...had no lanterns, but families often left instructions or prayers in the tomb for the soul to read." Abasi wondered if this sounded brutal to her, savage; it was so different from the way people did things in Caido.
As far as what was troubling... "She told me with certainty that Outlanders, once dead, cannot return to their worlds - their souls, I mean. Which means my soul shall be trapped here, away from all my ancestors, Gods, traditions...it saddens me and I imagine many other Outlanders would feel the same." Abasi sipped at his tea, shook his head with a sigh, the most emotion he'd really shown since entering. "I am not yet decided if it is something I want to tell people or not."
"Yes." He answered to her question. "We would preserve the bodies with chemicals, remove their organs...but leave the heart. The soul would go to be judged by the Gods; if successful they could then return to their body nightly to have a home within it. It is best that the body is as preserved as possible, so that they can recognise themselves and know where to go. We...had no lanterns, but families often left instructions or prayers in the tomb for the soul to read." Abasi wondered if this sounded brutal to her, savage; it was so different from the way people did things in Caido.
As far as what was troubling... "She told me with certainty that Outlanders, once dead, cannot return to their worlds - their souls, I mean. Which means my soul shall be trapped here, away from all my ancestors, Gods, traditions...it saddens me and I imagine many other Outlanders would feel the same." Abasi sipped at his tea, shook his head with a sigh, the most emotion he'd really shown since entering. "I am not yet decided if it is something I want to tell people or not."
Here in my kingdom I am your lord
I order you to cower and pray
ABASI
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