( Here, her voice breaks — unclearly, if for love of the son she has lost, or sudden, overwhelming, all-gripping deference before a greater power than her own. Religious revelation is all consuming. )

Because he was called. It was his destiny. ( Assisted, perhaps, by the prophecies and encouragements of Ke-Waihu and the sect leaders of the House of Ravens. )

My boy, so smart, so handsome... they said, his father's son, but I knew. Brother Sanwon wanted him. How could the Brother not?

( The volcano demanded, and it would not be denied. )

And he wanted to go. He never opposed it. I spoke the words, but he. He understood. How could I have denied him his place in history?