Dylan: I don’t understand… Why do we have to row till there?
Zane: You are not rowing; I am!
Gracia: How much more do we have?
Zane: We are almost there, young one…
Dimia: Young one, young one; we have names, you know!
Zane: Sure, you do…
Vero: Can I row?
Zane: When you are older…
Four younglings and a helpful phase-3 WhiteCircle are going to a training place on a calm river. They row on a wooden boat. The older one, Zane, has volunteered to take the younglings to a place where they will learn their next lesson in WhiteTraining. With his rowing paddle, he gently cuts the river with ease, making the boat straight and adjusted to their path. Zane has a good view of where they are heading – how could he not, he is the only one standing up.
There are two more boats; three in total, that travels this river. One group, of many, oftotal of twelve younglings are on this journey. They do not know where their fellow older circle takes them. They only know that they are on a river surrounded by mountains.
Gracia: There! An opening!
The youngling sees a rocky entrance in the mountainside! It appears to lead to a cave!
Zane: I told you we are almost there!
Dylan: The training will be in a CAVE?! I though we are evolved species!