The paths to the conquering of new realms are surrounded by secrecy, Aydjen thought, and while she was roaming through unseen forests, undiscovered lands and dark caverns, striving in mighty battles against frightening demons and fiendish minions, her greatest fear remained in unleashing certain critical information to an unwanted public. Thus she let her fingers flow with beautiful grace, weaving enchanting sounds on her sitar. Suddenly loud noises turned into silent breezes, malicious shouts into unheard whispers in the wind.