There is a place beneath the gardens, the classrooms, the sacred flames — a place carved not in stone, but in silence.
Alcarion found it by accident — or rather, it found him.
One evening, as he followed a student’s drawing into a quiet ravine, the earth opened gently, revealing an entrance: a staircase made of ink-stained bones and glass letters. He descended without fear. He had been here before — in dreams, in grief, in those moments he never spoke about.
This was the House of Transmission, the Vault of the 8th.
Inside, there were books that breathed, mirrors that didn’t reflect the face, but the truth beneath it, and doors that led not outward, but inward.
And in the center, bound in silver thread, sat the Book of Wazn and BeCol.
Wazn, the star of weight and bearing, spoke first:
“You carry more than your own story, Alcarion.
You are a vessel for what others cannot hold —
and you must learn to release what was never yours.”
This was the truth of his pain:
– Why he cried for others without knowing why
– Why he could hear sorrow in silence
– Why he could speak truths that others hadn’t yet realized
He had inherited not just knowledge — but energetic memory.
And then came BeCol, star of transmission, of voice turned vessel:
“You are not meant to carry these truths alone.
You must learn to speak them —
not to everyone, but to the right ones.”
So, Alcarion began to write the forbidden lessons:
– How shame hides in laughter
– How trauma tangles into grammar
– How creativity can be a map back from dissociation
He didn’t publish these works.
He whispered them into stone, into trees, into shared moments that felt too heavy for words but too sacred to ignore.
These whispers healed students — the ones who had been through fire but never spoke of it.
The ones who shook when touched.
The ones who stared into the void but didn’t know how to climb back out.
To them, Alcarion wasn’t a teacher.
He was a lantern-bearer.
He didn’t lead them.
He walked beside them.
And now, he understood:
The most powerful truths are not taught.
They are felt, shared, and finally spoken.
Creative English With Alpcan 