The Wind Walker Returns

It was the evening that Ayguili announced that Seveya had earned First Fires. It was a big deal .. it was something I know she has been looking for .. working for and attempting to earn even before her father's death. I congratulated her but there was not much chance to speak to her personally .. there were many who were trying to tell her how proud they were of her and how exciting it was for her to achieve this goal.

I guess I do not see it as incredible as most. I guess I do not put as much importance as most in being First Fires. There are plenty of Tuchuk I admire and seek the company of that are not First Fires. There was a time I was driven to earn my place here .. to put right something I felt had been wronged. To earn respect back for my name that my father had lost. To set myself above those who spoke of how "no good" I was. Spoiled to be anything but a worthless mistake like my father. Destined to reap what he sowed .. disloyalty ... treason ... and death. But having earned it .. having been Ubar myself. I found that it did not answer any of those cravings. It did not feel like it set anything right. Those words still stung .. the wounds were still there. So as much as I see it as a worthy goal .. a goal to work towards and a gathering of those people who compliment the Ubar's fires and are set up as the caretakers of the Tribe ... it has lost a little of its power to enchant me.

Sahli is back .. he was sitting there like he had never left. It was shocking and good at the same time to see him. It gave me a little more of a feeling that I was indeed home .. the familiar face. The slightly off drummer who beats his drum to a different path. A path dictated to him by the winds. I have a lot of respect for Sahli. And even more than that .. I like him. I was more than pleased to see him sitting there.

But he was not destined to be alone .. Jaella arrived. I did not know Sahli had not seen her for some time. To me they were gone ... together. Lost .. together. I did not know they had been apart. It was a thing to see .. the two of them finding each other. I felt privileged and wrong at the same time for watching. The two of them inspire me .. much like Ayguili and Mezoo. A thing of belief and hope. Rich enough with it .. you can take pieces and taste them for yourself.

Jaella is much like Cana .. in that I can talk to her and I consider her a friend. We do not have the history that Cana and I do .. but I have a lot of respect for Jaella .. she is one of the sweetest Tuchuk women that I know .. yet I am sure just like Cana you would not want to make her mad by endangering someone she cared about.

The night ended with an irritation .. but it was nothing compared to the pleasures. Seveya .. earning something she has worked so hard to achieve .. and Sahli and Jaella returning to the First Fires.

I left both of them alone .. for now. But soon I must ask them questions. They were the closest friends T'zuri had. I must know ... what they know. I hope that knowledge has not been lost to the winds.