Sylvester tried to meditate again and replicate the effects from the last time. But another hour passed, and the night was now shrouding the skies in darkness. He could not enter his visions no matter what he did.
"Did something happen to her?" He wondered and stood up since remaining there was a waste of time.
He found Miraj sleeping beside him after getting tired from playing around for hours. So he just picked him into his arms and made his way towards the little hut of Grandpa Monk.
Arriving, he saw smoke rising from the little chimney. "What's he cooking up now?"
"How are you, Yogi?" He first patted the head of the giant bear that sat in front of the hut and acted as the loyal guard of the old man.
"Grrrr…" Yogi growled and showed his sharp teeth.
Sylvester just took a strategic banana from his robes and gave it to him. "Enjoy, bud."
