That fateful night of the new moon, Baanko was out with his friend Jataayu- the eagle aka the old man who had come to save Anna. The night was beautiful, the clear sky filled with zillion of stars. Baanko was twenty one and it had been an year since he started his training of a mediator. Mediators were very powerful mystics who took up place next to the Gods. It was said in the lore of the invisible world that a mediator was a demigod protecting them by maintaining the balance between life and death.
Baanko had successfully learned the first two steps that were, invoking the magick and controlling the elements. His karmas were such that he had a natural knack in the art of mysticism. He naturally knew the rhythms of the five elements- air, water, fire and earth and could easily manipulate them. But being a mediator was not just about being a sorcerer, it was more than that. He was yet to learn about the powerful illusions that were cast by Iroshi and Watoo that had made many great warriors their slave.
That night Baanko while returning to the castle, saw a blinding blood red light coming out from the top of the castle. He knew that Watoo and Iroshi were kept in top room but he had never seen that light before. He was tempted to go inside take a look, but the room where Iroshi and Watoo were kept was a prohibited zone. Only a full fledged mediator could enter that room and Baanko was yet to become one.
The pleasant breeze brushed through his coal black hairs which were a little short to touch his shoulders. His eyes glued to the dance of the red light. For a moment he thought of the consequences if mother would find out about him breaking the law. But that new moon night, the blood red light charmed his young mind enough that he brushed the undesirable thoughts away and decided to go inside the room. As he climbed the honey coated wooden stairs, he could feel his heart beating fast. He had to make sure that he was not seen by anyone. Jataayu flew near the castle screeching to warn Baanko, but Baanko’s five senses had stopped interpreting the signals. All he wanted was to witness the source of this dazzling red light.
“What are you doing so late sir? You should not be here, specially on a new moon light.” One of the two guards protecting the door spoke.
Baanko flicked his fingers and they both fell down, unconscious.
As he opened the door, he saw a huge hourglass containing the red light in one half and the blue in the other half. The lights were in constant flux. It felt like they were fighting with each other, tearing each other apart. He saw the red light eating into the space of the blue light. The whole room was bathing in its light. His own eyes were glowing blood red. His steps moved him closer to the hourglass. Mesmerized by the illusions of Watoo, he couldn’t resist to touch the glass which was glowing red. The moment his warm hands touched the glass, the dazzling energies spiraled into each other creating a deafening sound breaking the hourglass.
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