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Chapter 10

She raced back to the mountains to pray. She was excited.
Not in the out-of-control, tense almost painful euphoria
that she had been suffering from, but this time in a
state of actual happiness. She had just spoken with Danellaran
who had granted her mercy and gave her permission to return
home to be with her people.
She had left them and stayed in exile - ashamed and lost.
Dohri had learned important lessons about herself from those
blessed souls that had cared for her and given her counsel
in her time of need. Remembering the lessons given to her,
she would not make the same mistake again.She had told him
that she would not be praying anymore for the protection of
Darsylon anymore. She said that she would be seeing to
Darsylon's protection herself and she meant to do just that.

Just as her friends had helped her so much when she was lost,
sick, hopeless and in need of wisdom, she would in turn make
sure that her people would have the same from her. Their sick
and wounded would be in need of healing. The demoralized would
need hope. Those that went astray would need guidance. Their
lives would need to be protected. Those that went astray, the
ones that could be saved would be in need of Mercy. She would
be with them for the rest of her days and she went to the
mountains to pray to her Lady for she finally knew what her
vow was to be. A lifetime of purpose. A lifetime in pursuit
of justice. Both giving her people wisdom, judgment and mercy
and receiving it so that she could take her lessons and strength
to the rest of the world. A blessed cycle of love, learning
and support. Walking hand in hand towards a brighter future.