Awakening.  This is one of the heros in my story.  Here, he has a raven as companion.

Hermit.  She preferred to live by herself.

Daughter.  She continued living in the wilderness when her mother died.  When she finally met her father, she didn't recognize him.

Master and Servants.  The misuse of power, leading to a regime in which only one opinion is tolerated.

The Quest.  Oppression has led to destruction and the land lies in ruins.  This hero is going to bring a new beginning.

The Spell.

Waiting.  Not much longer and he will be here. Finally a chance to fight it out.

The Tunnel. You can worry and you can despair.  You can curse all you want, and still walk in the wrong direction. You can mourn for the dead, bitterly, and become one of them too soon. But you should look, there is light at the end of the tunnel.

Newcomer.  The one who came last, will he ever be seen as an equal by the others?

Monk.  He was not always a monk, and will not always be one. He knows that. But there is a lot of peace in meditation, and prayer can give the opportunity to think, - just sit and think. Not believing, not praying to anybody in particular. But having a little time by himself, just to think. And maybe write a few things down for others to think about.

Mother and Child.  What is going to become of this human being, who is now so small and helpless?

Guardian.  Most of the time he spends waiting. But should there come a time when he is needed, he will be there.

Story.  Imagine an ancient, handwritten book telling a fragmentary, half forgotten tale of people on a distant world. This could be one of the pages.

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