Consciousness comes to me in hazy waves. It is dark. As my eyes adjust to the gloom, I see unfamiliar surroundings. Then I see a shadow moving. This spectre glides closer to where I lie. Because I am awake, I know this is no nightmare. The figure stands over me, shrouded in mystery. "Who are you?" I ask. "Amshe," a haunting whisper answers. "It's you. You have arrived," I say to
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