The Unadorned Question

The quiet observation of the exiles did not last. It was a young dancer, one who had been born in the shadow of the schism, who broke the silence. She approached Sena not with reverence, but with a direct and unadorned curiosity. ‘How,’ she asked, her voice clear and steady, ‘do you know where to carve the furrow, and where to plant the moss?’ It was the first question, the one that shifted the community from spectators to participants, and in that simple query, a new chapter of their education began.