The Yashva kingdom blurred past Keshan as he ran. Each step allowed him to traverse entire towns, fields, and mountains, warping in his consciousness as he strove towards Afadi.His fury burned away his exhaustion. He plunged through the Yashva world recklessly, ignoring the startled faces of other Yashva. He didn’t care if Firdaus’ cousins saw him now. All that mattered was reaching Jandu in time.At the palace, Keshan slowed his pace, focusing on the hazy outlines of the human world. He passed the cherry tree he saw in the vision, and looked to the building that was guarded. The women’s quarters. Jandu was in there. Keshan broke into a sprint, bursting through the barrier between Yashva and human worlds. The smells and sounds of humanity engulfed him in abrasive noise and humidity. Keshan listened for some sound to direct him to Jandu’s room.He heard the low laughter of a man’s voice.Keshan charged the door. He brought his palms together and closed his eyes, summoning a sharta.
