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*"I know enough to know I don't know enough."
I blinked and looked at the floor.
Were the rumors true?
What could this mean?

My nerves were oddly settled as he handed me my tea.
This tea had a fragrance so familiar, yet so.. exotic.
I couldn't quite place it... The steam rising from it was.. hypnotic.

"What do you know, Lazarus?"
I asked after a moment of silence.

"This child is a key, of sorts. He knows yet not of his power.
Some figure him to be the fountain of youth incarnate.
Others wish for him to be a clairvoyant seer, mailable unto their ends.
I'm not certain, but I've had dreams of this child since I was but a boy."

Lazarus paused and ran his fingers through his beard.
He sighed an unsettled sigh, heavy with burden.

"We set out tomorrow to find his family.
We must ensure that he fulfills his destiny,
whatever that may be.
We must be careful, though.
There is sure to be a terrible darkness seeking this child as well."