071: summon

Alone in the darkened chamber, she slowly awakened. A silhouette amongst shadows, her lithe figure rose from the curled-up position on the floor, blooming into a lotus. A quiet hum permeated the room, as numerous glowing masks of white gradually materialized into the surrounding air. Each mask, carved from the very shadows themselves, bore a unique expression with greatly exaggerated eyes and mouths; ever so slowly, the shapes began to revolve around her, keeping vigilance during the figure's meditation.

Suddenly, a great calm overtook the chamber, as the masks vanished.

"Soon," was all she said, curling-up once more.