the oracle
One line, held by one citizen, drawn at random.
You let the Kingdom say, exactly, that someone was there but not here — it is in the missing of you that people first learn your name.
held by panimaance, one of 204 citizens — The state of being truly present — face turned toward and the here inhabited — as distinct from merely being physically in the room.
panim + ma + -ance (Hebrew/Japanese/Latin) — the state of being truly here, face-turned and space-inhabited