Before Walker could even look elsewhere or move he felt his body move on its own. "Come forth those who are lost. Join again those who walk the line of the living. Feel the warmth of life. Find your path."
The feeling of cold was pushed out of the night air and the square became much busier than it was a moment before. The words Walker had spoken were not in his voice but one he did not recognize. It was almost as if he had used a mastery skill but he knew all too well that he had not used it. It had just been used through him.
There were many figures he could not recognize dancing and walking around him. Many black clothed people that found dance partners and seemed to drift off in smoke. Most people didn't realize what was happening and Walker thought he might have lost his mind. But when he saw the people dancing and drifting off in smoke he could only feel that his heart was more and more full. As if this was something finally becoming complete.
