The first resonance was a calling. The second was fracture.
Since the blue stone lit up and Rava's voice began to speak, Yohwa no longer heard the ancestors as he once did. The old voices faded, and new echoes emerged in a language he didn't recognize, in rhythms not born of Wamena. it felt as if he were listening to another world, one he'd never visited, yet somehow knew.
Numa observed the change. He mapped Yohwa resonance patterns and found they had shifted. "you're no longer just connectedd to the past," he said. ' you're beginning to connect to something that hasn't happened yet."
Yohwa sat before the central stone, trying to meditate. But each time he closed his eyes, he didn't see memories. He saw possiblities. He saw himslef standing over the ocean, wearing armor that wasn't his. He saw a city burning, and himself walking through the flames not as a savior, but as a witness.
"This is not a dream," whispered Raya from within the stone. "This is the second resonance. it doesn't carry memory. it carries shadow."
Yohwa began to lose his bearings. He couldn't tell what was real and what was echo. He started speaking in his sleep. naming people he'd never met. Numa grew concerned. "You're spilitting,' he said. "The second resonance is unstable. it can make you forget who you are."
But Yohwa didn't want to reject it. He felt this resonance wasn't a disturbance. it was a call from something unborn. He ebgan carving new symbols into blank stones. These symbols didn't come from Wamena's traditions. They spiraled, crossed, and sometimes moved on their own. The stones began to glow in silvery blue cold, but beatiful.
On the third night, Yohwa dreamed again. This time, he stood in teh middle of the ocean. Before him stood a woman, her armor fused with water. Her eyes shone like the moon, and her voice echoed like waves.
"I am Rava," she said. "And I am not the past. I am teh future that was denied."
Yohwa aske, "Why can i hear you?"
"Because you are the stone that chooses no side," Rava replied. "You are resonance that remains open."
He awoke drenched in sweat. Around him, the stones he had carved began to tremble. New voices emerged. Children in the village began drawing the same symbols, though they didn't know what they meant. People started dreaming of places not found on any map.
Numa approacjed. "We must be careful. The second resonace can open doors that cannot be closed."
Yohwa looked to the sky. He knew he was changing. But he also knew this change wasn't destruction. it was birht.
And in the distance, the Soul Eclipse mist began to move again. But this time, it didn't envelop. it wathced.
The second resonance had begin. And the old wolrd began to shift.