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And so the connection came, this unbreakable link they shared. Children of the Light, brothers of the Way.

For the first time since leaving the mountains behind him, Augustine felt a sense of belonging wash over him. Peace and assurance that came only from the Father, in knowing that he was not alone amongst his kin, not in the truest sense.

"There are others," he said to the man, in hope to assure him that their Father had not left them as an island, that He was not without His faithful ones, "more who believe, but not here. They are the ones who sent me. Here, I have only met you."

At this, his brow flinched as familiar doubts crawled through his mind. Whispers of his flesh, or of the evil one. In any case, they were no friends to him. So he reminded himself of what he knew to be true: "But now, He has made us two." And a thin, yet hopeful smile, spread over his face.