That was not enough for this new generation. Every day there was another disappearance. Every day could be heard the wailing of a mother’s loss from some new part of the vast city. Why must there be questioning of the old ways? Why could this new generation not just accept the way things are? Why was this new outbreak of curiousity so much harder to supress in the usual ways?

The Anadhara were quite harsh in their dealings with questioning. None who were caught asking questions were ever quite the same after one of the ‘education sessions.’ And yet, despite the risk, more and more were venturing into the uncharted lands of the Narhule in search of answers.