This son of Yrinina….he felt the ripple. But he is not Yewa Hafar.
He is not attuned to the changes of the Omniverse.
He is not attuned to the ebbs and flows of time, space, fate and destiny.
Not like Yewa Hafar who was tasked...with one simple job. Make sure everything goes as exactly as it is.
That was his job
And that premise is no longer tenable.
Fir Her Waz did not know that Yewa Hafar had helped him. But even Yewa Hafar would not be able to teach Fir Her Waz to feel the pulse of the Omniverse, to hear the Songs and Melodies of Creation and Destruction like he did.
That is not something he could teach. It is something innate, something that is naturally cultivated.
But….but he did feel something wrong. As he look at the white board, he frowns. He did not say anything. He could just feel it. Feel something that is very wrong is happening.
No….not something. Something unfamiliar.
"What is this feeling?" he ask himself.
