The old woman’s energy began a gentle retreat, and it seemed odd to Sequara to realize she was not Urd, but someone else. The two women separated, each caressing the other with her energy, like wisps of mist floating through one another. As the strands of her own identity returned to their places, Sequara remembered her body was in a room of Queen Faldira’s palace. Her sense of herself returned, and she smiled. Peace lingered for a long moment. Both women opened their eyes as if emerging from a calm meditation.
