Hello, I'm the Shimmering Star. Actually, my name is Darina va Fria Shamta. I’m Thailyn’s mate. We had a good laugh at the fact that one of Thailyn’s aliases was the same as my father’s name. We stopped laughing when my mom told us it had been a rough birth, and my grandma had named him after the healer who had delivered him. It was a little disconcerting how our lives had intertwined. As Thailyn said, I died. I can see what they’re going through, but I can’t contact them. There’s no way. Trust me. I’ve looked. If I could, there’s so much I would tell them. I’m so proud of Ann and Thailyn needs to stop blaming himself. It wasn’t his fault, and things beyond his control have been put into play. Mom, Dad, and even Grandma Lonna have told me things you’d never guess. I can’t even tell you. Fortunately, there are people still alive that know pieces and parts. If my family finds them, they should be able to put it together. Of course, my family needs to find each other too. They hold parts of the knowledge too, though they may not realize it yet. Some of this knowledge goes beyond answering questions about family. King Emeton is right. Trouble is coming, and it won’t just be for Menthanla or the hidden lands but all of Torthoc. But Ann, Thailyn, and others have a chance to stop it if they learn about it soon enough and work together.