[Training Jahan|Diana]Harmonious Nature

Time and time again they reunited as if he was the wind. With arms spread wide the flock enveloped his body, and then basked beneath the golden rays of the sun; they took flight. Their bodies weaved patterns of motion ushering from the outstretched arms of Jahangir. The World King dropped his arms and he took a step forward admiring the doves in flight.

He was blessed by their favor and they rewarded him charmingly upon his return. After his time in the world of the timeless, he appreciated the company of nature as much as he did riches. They had in his heart even surpassed wealth, and so he felt weary to keep them. None the less he had watched them grow, as he gave the melodies commands they eased his quality of life.

When Jahangir had once abused his violence he found pleasure now in avoiding it. He would call to the birds and in song they quickly quelled his disputes. More often than not placing his foes to sleep, and vanishing into thin air alongside Jahangir. Jahan found himself in time able to go anywhere and do just about anything that he pleased. In his boredom he might find himself scheming away at the thoughts of touring grande castles and towers.

This was all in his hand just an average day for the aspiring legend.

This was to be his union with nature, he enjoyed the freedom to do as he pleased. It revitalized his name and position, The Legendary Keeper of Worlds. Jahangir. He smirked as the daylight’s golden rays kissed his skin with ochre glow. He thought of his lady and daughter and all that they had inherited, for a moment he meditated upon it. His keen ears catching every wingbeat that flooded the air, he followed them instinctively now.

Without a second thought in full confidence Jahan followed the sound of the Melodies calling to him.There call was accurate enough in fact that he traveled the steps and stairways on the long north east side of the mountains all the way to the last step of the summit. It might have helped that he had become used to it, finding his way within the darkness around sunset.

He would follow them every night back home and meditate; Jahan moved now like his name in harmonious nature. One small leaf within the forest, The petal of a flower– Just so adored by Fate.

He opened his eyes knowingly as he reached the summit and the melodies produced a song of victory. A horn sound that was charming and memorable. Jahan reached into the pockets of his white pants and tossed an assortment of berries, seeds and fruit that the flock had enjoyed. They flew down gratefully and Jahan bowed, “Excellence!”Jahan praised in his deep voice.

They seemed happy, all of them. Jahan turned his back and started to walk towards the illustrious palace. His wife had done a lot in the two years of his absence, “bless her", he thought, Beyond training and caretaking of his own animals, producing a home for his daughter and love in every way that he would imagine.

He was so happy he loved her. Jahan still couldn’t believe upon being free. Everyday was like a dream but this.. This he prayed was a miracle.

“I wonder what it is–”, Jahan picked his mind over the thought of a surprise. He had known his wife, she was hiding something. Her lack of a presence at certain times, and hushed lips over certain conversation. All she had said was she had a surprise. Jahan knew this though, if it was a gift from Diana– It was surely amazing.

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