The Fire and The Storm - The Nexus of Kellaran #2 novel Chapter 131

Part 19

“I agree.” Fifth Aquamarine stated with a ripple. “During much of that time, I was attempting to communicate with you as you were attempting to communicate with me. It was extremely disconcerting, and futile.”

“Step aside brother, you’re spent.” Fire chuckled as she stood from the sitting log and approached First Mauve. She stopped and gave a quick military bow. “Goddess of Knowledge, let’s think together, shall we?”

“Yes.” First Mauve simply responded. Half a minute passed before she communicated again. “All right. I can communicate with you in this manner, by imitating your Speaking spell. Or I can communicate with you in this manner, which is the equivalent method used by mortal Triax. But in both cases, we are dependent on the Translation spell devised by the gods of both our peoples, including myself. It translates our primary inherent methods of communication, those being your spoken words, and our modulation of an energy field you would refer to as the lodestone effect that is generated by the bodies of mortal Triax. Therefore, due to the limitations of the Translation, this communication is no more complete than speaking with sound.

“As I observed during your brother’s attempt to Link with Fifth Aquamarine, he was attempting to devise a method that translates the thoughts and awareness of mortal Triax who communicate in The Unified Code and mortal humanoid Kellarani who communicate in Trade Common. This is a very complex problem and we cannot solve it yet. I am not surprised at our failure, since the simple Translation of surface thoughts that we are using now required the concentration of many gods of both pantheons for many hours to devise, and it requires our active and ongoing participation to maintain its use among mortals of both worlds. None-the-less, your recent record of achievement is impressive, so this attempt was wisely made. I was prepared to be surprised.”

“I have her.” Mark suddenly said through gritted teeth from where he still sat on the log. He pointed at First Purple without turning his head or opening his eyes. “With a lot of help, I’ve truly contacted her mind. I don’t know why it’s a bit easier with her, but it is. And that bit just barely makes it possible. I haven’t sent anything over the Link yet, and I don’t understand anything I’m getting from her. Like the kids said, it’s just noise in all your senses.”

He slowly and carefully turned his head and opened his eyes facing First Purple, Triax Goddess of Flight. “I’d like to try to give you a thought. To set it into your mind. It’s a pretty little purple mountain flower that’s almost the same color as you, called a givnia. It seems an appropriate choice. You should get my memory of one I picked once; the sight of it, the scent, the feel of it in my hand. May I?”

“You may.” First Purple replied.

Mark nodded and closed his eyes again.

A moment later First Purple cringed and demanded; “Take it out take it out take it out take it out…!!!” over and over until Mark managed to directly reverse what he’d done.

First Purple promptly disappeared.

“Our apologies for socially inappropriate behavior.” First Mauve said with a bow.

“Is she all right?” Mark inquired.

“She is unharmed but upset. Perhaps you should have given her a thought that is less alien to us. The sight of the night sky, perhaps.

“Still, I was observing closely, as were Quewanak, Falgaroth, Visinniria, and Amirgath. Our pantheons will examine what you have done today with concentration. Possibly we can build on what you did.”

“How do you gods communicate with them?” Mark asked the Kellarani gods who were observing. “With the Triax gods, that is? And have any of you tried to Link with a mortal Triax?”