What makes this totem special?
By itself, the totem was nothing. Neither an ancient relic, nor a divine tool.
Like before, the boy searched for the tutor for guidance but remembered he was on his own.
The totem and the significance of it rested on him.
What could make this significant? How could I make this strengthen me in times of trial?
The mountain trail extended in front of the boy. He knew trials lay ahead and he was confident now but the speed with which he fell into darkness frightened him.
“How can I go on when it is so easy for me to fall?” The boy thought to himself.
The totem, a familiar weight now, sat in the boys pocket. The boy began to walk again.