THE HEALER — The love that holds us together

Before leaving those lands, she decided to visit the Sangha’s meeting place once more. She found the path more easily than she had expected. When she reached the mountain, she placed one paw over her heart and the other against the rock, remembering the elf with the wet shoes.

The passage opened.

The place was quiet. She found neither Aurora nor the other young creatures. Only Arthyr Aurelio waited for her among the trees.

He looked at her and had no need to ask why she had come.

“Your friends have set out on their own paths,” he told her. “You’ll meet some of them again. Others haven’t yet dared to take that step, but their time will come, too.”

Skyblue felt a pang at the thought of all the time she had let slip by. Arthyr Aurelio greeted her with his usual warmth. He did not ask why she had taken so long to return.

“You made this journey, too, didn’t you?” she asked.

“Yes. And each creature will travel it in its own way. You’ll face great challenges, Skyblue. You’ll confront your fears and come to know the strength you cannot yet see. You’ll discover your home and return with something to share.”

The young dragon stroked the satchel’s strap.

“Everyone talks about coming back.”

“Because this world was created through love,” Arthyr replied. “And love is the glue that holds everything together.”

Skyblue did not understand all that he meant. But by the time they said goodbye, those words had already found a place within her.