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Ata was in bed, fully dressed to go outside for the day's work.

And yet, not once in the past two hours he had been awake, had he considered the option to do so.  After he had brushed himself clean, after he had eaten his fill of plain bread well before anyone had even started eating, and even after he had tightened the belt around his waist, he had to return to the confines of the white mattress.

And for what reason?

Today, he could see through his eyelids.  Again.  Vital points became more than vital points, and even though he had shut his eyes away from the world, he could see the life of everyone and everything coursing in innumerable rivulets.  Even the little blood vessels shone like candles only inches away from his face, and if he dared to open his eyes, he would be met by a dazzling array of gleans, sparkles, and shines that came from everyone and everything.  

In this quiet panic, he had fallen into unconsciousness, and woke up to hear the sodality bustling and about.

It was time to get work done; his eyesight had now fared better, so there was little time to waste.  From the windows, he could see two of the Sodality preparing for training...

...wait, was that Ms. D'Orion?!