The hook sets up a conflict, which is a way to draw the reader forward, which is good.
The last paragraph sort of leaves the reader hanging, as if there is more to come, but maybe there is, if its a series or serial, though usually a serial would bring the reader to the point of some cliff hanging moment for the ongoing serial.
After reciting the Three Jewels and the forty-eight vows of the Sutra of Infinite Life, the elderly Manahhat meditated. Jet threads rose from two lit tapers set on the stone tiles before him. The smoke from these met, to pool oddly above his head. The soft but insistent candlelight left all else in shadow, for the hour was late. Manahhat Bhrevita sat calmly hands on knees, eyes closed, and breathed his personal mantra into the still and quiet. Before the folds of his orange robe, a prayer scroll lay upon the cold floor. There exists only one copy of this, and its keeping forever belonged to Manahhat.
“Yes. I will have fresh water drawn for your people. Go and rest, Don-ald and Sarah Coveny. Another day in the cycle will begin soon enough. We can talk more then, if you like.”
Dhal rose from before the master, and grinned. “I will take you, Don-ald. Gooja Kahn will not be there, I am afraid. I will see you back to Hingoli when you are done here.” Donald took Sarah’s hand and followed, glancing over his shoulder at Manahhat Bhrevita.
Before his pooling orange robe, on the cold floor, lay the prayer scroll, the Eternal Wheel, the Chant of Forever. There exists only one copy of this, and its keeping forever belongs to Manahhat. Always Manahhat.
(Im afraid it’s not very instructive, as the story denouement comes just prior to this conlusion The form is called a bow-tie,)