Zikel himself came to me in a dream last night...

He said one of us was destined for greatness--one whose lowly beginnings would become a beacon for all people.

Could it be me? Could this be my chance to ascend from these dirt paths and join my brothers in the sky?

Oh, forgive me, Daeva. I was lost in my own thoughts there.

How wonderful it would be to soar through the skies on feathered wings. Oh, can I help you?