The Dreamer, the one who had travelled, who taught us of dreams, but from his dreaming came those that went beyond the dream. After all, it is the one who is dreaming, but a dreamer. From the Dreamer came faith
… the dangerous and powerful idea
… concept
… and those that embraced faith became the Faithful.
In time, they consolidated the faith, and this they became the Çéyâda, and as a direct consequence, we became the Zéyúma. But the Dreamer, we were the Sâmanda, and there were those who neither became the Çéyâda and Zéyúma, so too they were Présâmanda or the Pure Sâmanda.
Whilst the Zéyúma dreamed, the Çéyâda began to pray, and with their hawking eyes, they watched the dreamers. Whilst the Dreamers taught that dreams were to be free, the Faithful taught dreams should be shaped and confounded. Çédô taught that dreams could have consequences and that we should learn to control our dreaming. That which we dream was our own responsibility.
… O what disgrace those that went against the Dreamer, the Traveller
… but the Traveller taught that each to his own, dreaming that each dreamer’s dream was of that the dreamer and no else’s.
The Dreamer taught us that Faithful were of truth, as well as those who followed him, for the Faithful were of the dreaming just as much as the Dreamers were. That dreams can have limits, and that whilst other dreams can be limitless.
For generations, we lived together within the Realm of Light beyond the Opal Mountains... Whilst the Faithful resents us, they respected Çédô above all. He walked in both worlds. He was the balance between us. He was the guide for both of us. He was the peacekeeper and our leader.
