Such vision and body force had pulled her this far into the underworlds and beyond the wall. Her servants had had to tie her to her bed to prevent the force from slamming her body against walls and floor. Even with her eyes blindfolded with cloths of ice webbing the ferocity of the visions burned her eyes. Now sat in silence the servants tried to re apply her smudging make up but to no avail as the water than ran from her eyes created blood like trails down her face. She needed to speak with Yishuar but to present herself in the chambers of visions in such a state would be a great dishonour to the elders. This water flowing so fast, so silent she had read about in the ancient scriptures, water they had named tears. She had no other choice but to tell the servants to wash away the paint and cover her eyes with a gold sash, she could be led to the chamber but must enter alone. Blindfolded and weak she was taken by her handmaiden through the great white halls.