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Urnu, 97 - Evening, hr 11    
Lilly gazed across the plains and groaned. "Two more jibberwucks. I'll get them." The old woman drew her claymore and headed towards the first of the masive creature.


Sword clanged with claw. Another swipe; she jumped aside and aimed a blow at the creature's tough arm. Another swipe of the great clawed paw, but she was too slow. It's arm was scratched. Several recent woumds were re-opened along with the new one. She was bleeding heavily. Knowing a hopeless battle, she focused on parrying and blocking until she could find a way out.


Home. The beast must have been stuffed from a recent meal, for it decided she wasn't worth the effort. She was home, but badly injured. She checked her wounds: she would live, but her pride would never recover. She had lost, truely lost, for the first time in decades.
 
Naur, 97 - Evening, hr 11    
Life

The baby's eyelids fluttered a few times in an attempt to unstick themselves. After she managed to keep them open for longer than a few seconds, she stared upward at the ceiling. Too soon, though, her mouth opened, and she inhaled sharply and deeply a few times before scrunching her face and letting out a squall tempered only slightly by the melodic tone of her voice.

Another nearby cry caused her squall to grow louder as she kicked her tiny webbed feet. Soon she felt something cleaning the remains of the egg off of her and heard a gentle voice speaking, perhaps to her, as a liquid slid down her throat. She hiccuped with a soft coo. She was shifted some more and struggled as something was wrapped around her bottom side. She stared up at the ceiling, unaware of the sounds around her. After a long while, she rolled over on her side, feeling something wrap around her protectively.

As she started drifting into peaceful slumber, she heard another voice, deeper though, saying something that she couldn't understand.
 
Naur, 97 - Evening, hr 11    
Life

The baby's eyelids fluttered a few times in an attempt to unstick themselves. After she managed to keep them open for longer than a few seconds, she stared upward at the ceiling. Too soon, though, her mouth opened, and she inhaled sharply and deeply a few times before scrunching her face and letting out a squall tempered only slightly by the melodic tone of her voice.

Another nearby cry caused her squall to grow louder as she kicked her tiny webbed feet. Soon she felt something cleaning the remains of the egg off of her and heard a gentle voice speaking, perhaps to her, as a liquid slid down her throat. She hiccuped with a soft coo. She was shifted some more and struggled as something was wrapped around her bottom side. She stared up at the ceiling, unaware of the sounds around her. After a long while, she rolled over on her side, feeling something wrap around her protectively.

As she started drifting into peaceful slumber, she heard another voice, deeper though, saying something that she couldn't understand.
 
Lasse, 97 - Midday, hr 6    
I ate my mushrooms that the woman from whom I came from taught me to prepare. I watched as she looked between my siblings and I knew that she held me highest of them all. She named me "Irrakis". Soon I will be able to hunt with her, with a REAL weapon. Maybe I will be able to kill a moose and to have boy and girl things in my belly where the mushrooms go.

I will make her proud of me, even more.
 
Lasse, 97 - Evening, hr 10    
An Excerpt From A Silk-Bound Manuscript

Payj 3 Lasse, 97

I talked to my Aunt Rose and she tawt me how to write beter. I now no that I mayd a lot of misstayks be 4 but now I can get beter. I laike my Aunt Rose becawse she is naice to me. My PaPa mayd me a jagwire but I was stil sad becawse he dos not seam to laike me. I do not no y pepole do not laike me becawse I just wunt pepole to be my frend. Aunt Rose is naice to me, but she can not be my frend becawse she is old. My chest has ben herting a lot and skratching it dos not help. I am a frayd to tell my Aunt Rose becawse she will think I am weard and I do not want her to think that becawse then she will not laike me. My MaMa dos not laike me nemoore becawse insted she laikes Nevin.
 
Vasa, 97 - Sunrise, hr 5    
She left.

She put me in charge before she left. She had killed all of the wolves in -her- place, she said, and put me in charge. I was to make sure the other stupid little things she hadn't named yet didn't steal anything of hers.

I am the only one she has named. I know I am her most clever child. She told me to watch out for the others.

Secretly, I hope she comes back. It is lonely without her.
 
Ringwe, 97 - Before dawn, hr 2    
Ties

More voices. New voices. The voices that were growing familiar. The baby girl could hear them more clearly than before, though she couldn't understand them. She couldn't the word tied to her as she was lifted up again. "..Ekho.." Down again she went. She rolled over, barely able to make out two blurry forms next to her.
 
Ringwe, 97 - Evening, hr 12    
An Excerpt From a Silk-Bound Manuscript

Page 4 Khelek, 98

Today I am happy but also sad because Nevin is gone. That is why I am happy. I am sad though because I faught with my PaPa again. I did not want to fight, but I could only think of bad things to say to him. I sometimes wonder if that makes me a bad person. I look at the river and see the big fish and crocs and snakes and think that it would be easy to just let them eat me. I do not do it though because I am afraid. I watched my brother Aeoleth hunt bats today. It made me smile because at first he was not very good but he kept trying and soon he got good. I wish I could be good at something just like him.
 
Khelek, 98 - Before dawn, hr 2    
No one was there. Skyreach was abandoned. The once thriving settlement of her kin, her family..her children and grandchildren..it was empty. Snowe had returned in order to assist those left there in returning to Moonglade. Now that Sichar had eliminated the Night Watchers there..they could live in peace.

But..no one was here. Searching the buildings of the city she found no one until she entered into the wooden hut that Sichar had built as the first building of Skyreach so many years ago. Finding Cita's daughter, Curilina, she tried speaking with her. Sleep gripped the child firmly, as so many other Moonkin children.

In the mines was a different story. One of Cita's children was diligently at work building some home in the mines. He had hoarded many of the valuables of Skyreach here, knowing they were here people's and not this strange young child's, Snowe took them. She tried speaking with him, but he said little in return.

Leaving the mines of Skyreach once more, Snowe looked around in alarm. Cita was gone and so was Zoan..Rufus..Kontar. Where were Cita's children? There were so many when she had left only a few years ago. She had promised them all of what they would see and what would be different back in Moonglade. When Reed and Freya arrived in Moonglade some time ago, Reed had spoken of many of Cita's children going off on their own. Is that where they had gone? This worried Snowe. How would these children be Returned if they were lost and never found their way back to Skyreach, let alone Moonglade? Did they even care? She had spoken with them about it in passing, being busy with the doings of her people, but had any of the children heeded her warnings of the Otherkin and the Night Watchers? Snowe could remember in horror when Cita told her how Eamus had been slain by a Otherkin. This was why they had to return to Moonglade.

As all these questions passed through Snowe's mind, the number one question was that of Cita and Zoan..where had they gone? The first place that had come to her mind was the Stoneshaper's home. She had never been there before, but Cita spoke of it often and it was only a short distance away..she would have to start there.
 
Khelek, 98 - Evening, hr 10    
After having a discussion about me being a Nightwatcher Rufus eventually arrived.
I was sure he would resolve situation and everything would be fine.

Soon I would learn to regret to belive it would be so easy. Asher still belived I am a Nightwatcher.
He and Rufus raised their swords. However, Rufus was bady hurt - I couldn't even understand
he was able to stand on his feet with all that blood running out of various wounds. He was even
able to laugh about it. It didn't help.

Pointing his sword at Asher he asksed about where Cita was. Asher was sure she'd be here soon
and so they took up the actual topic again - me. Soon it was clear there was a huge tension between
both of them. Rufus seemed to be pretty confused, still having problems to recover from his fight
with the Nightwatcher. Again Asher insisted that I leave or he would kill me. Rufus was in a very bad
condition so I told him to take his sword away. It's like my words mad the situation even worse and
Rufus shouted at him What's wrong with you Asher...? Has Kontar ever hurt you... Why do you hate
him!?
I have never seen Rufus in such a bad mood. But to my suprise he mad a joke stating he is
the real monster revealing his damaged eye and insisting to be killed. Running his finger down his
sword's edge he then writes something with the blood on it's blade .He Speaking disjointed Rufus
asks You... me... what's going on, or more importantly why are you in our way! He glares at Asher
and coughs spitting blood This body of mine is so tired... You dare stand against me! This is when
I offered to leave so Rufus can care for his wounds and is able to recover, but Rufus denied. Looking
away from Rufus Asher states I'm not going to kill you. If you want to die, go run in front of the big
horned things. But your friend? I'll kill him.
For the last time I tried to convince Rufus to care for his
wounds.

But Rufus had enough Fine, then you'll be another one laid at our Spirit's feet! and started to attack
Asher. What are you doing? Asher cried pushing his brother away. Rufus hit to ground and stopped
moving. Ashers face turned pale. What have you done? I cried. I noticed how the shock pervaded my
whole body, I even felt how to fire in my eyes grew in this situation. It was like everything would come
to an end. I fell on my knees desperatly whispering Rufus, can you hear me? Wake up!

Both of us couldn't belive what just happened.
 
Khelek, 98 - Evening, hr 10    
After having a discussion about me being a Nightwatcher Rufus eventually arrived.
I was sure he would resolve situation and everything would be fine.

Soon I would learn to regret to belive it would be so easy. Asher still belived I am a Nightwatcher.
He and Rufus raised their swords. However, Rufus was bady hurt - I couldn't even understand
he was able to stand on his feet with all that blood running out of various wounds. He was even
able to laugh about it. It didn't help.

Pointing his sword at Asher he asksed about where Cita was. Asher was sure she'd be here soon
and so they took up the actual topic again - me. Soon it was clear there was a huge tension between
both of them. Rufus seemed to be pretty confused, still having problems to recover from his fight
with the Nightwatcher. Again Asher insisted that I leave or he would kill me. Rufus was in a very bad
condition so I told him to take his sword away. It's like my words mad the situation even worse and
Rufus shouted at him What's wrong with you Asher...? Has Kontar ever hurt you... Why do you hate
him!?
I have never seen Rufus in such a bad mood. But to my suprise he mad a joke stating he is
the real monster revealing his damaged eye and insisting to be killed. Running his finger down his
sword's edge he then writes something with the blood on it's blade .He Speaking disjointed Rufus
asks You... me... what's going on, or more importantly why are you in our way! He glares at Asher
and coughs spitting blood This body of mine is so tired... You dare stand against me! This is when
I offered to leave so Rufus can care for his wounds and is able to recover, but Rufus denied. Looking
away from Rufus Asher states I'm not going to kill you. If you want to die, go run in front of the big
horned things. But your friend? I'll kill him.
For the last time I tried to convince Rufus to care for his
wounds.

But Rufus had enough Fine, then you'll be another one laid at our Spirit's feet! and started to attack
Asher. What are you doing? Asher cried pushing his brother away. Rufus hit to ground and stopped
moving. Ashers face turned pale. What have you done? I cried. I noticed how the shock pervaded my
whole body, I even felt how to fire in my eyes grew in this situation. It was like everything would come
to an end. I fell on my knees desperatly whispering Rufus, can you hear me? Wake up!

Both of us couldn't belive what just happened.
 
Khelek, 98 - Evening, hr 10    
Is he dead!? Oh no! If I killed him, then I'd be worse than the Night Watchers!
It's not my fault. He was already dying from his wounds. And it was him who attacked me. I barely touched him, just pushed him off to save myself. He was crazy. The Night Watcher must have done this to him.
Is he breathing? I can't even tell. I think he is! I need to get the healing stuff!

Got it, now I just need to put this onto his wounds. This one is big. I'll put some here. Then...
No. It won't help. He's not breathing.
He's dead. My brother Rufus is dead.
 
Losse, 98 - Afternoon, hr 8    
I was second born and I was the only one who came with green skin and yellow eyes. I have warmth and attention constantly upon me. It is comforting.
 
Losse, 98 - Afternoon, hr 8    
Sitting by the lake, she is numb, all she has left are her memories. She was devastated when Ado and then Amabi died of the sickness, lost in the Dreamworld. He always told her it would never happen to him, he was her rock, her Zoan, but he lied and now there is really nothing left. Long ago, they both stood here, just before the big move to Skyview, the wretched Bones of the Earth. It was midnight, she couldn't sleep, as the move, leaving their home in Moonglade weighed heavy on her mind. On one hand it was a very exciting adventure, on the other, it meant leaving their home. Moonglade, with it's beautiful lake, the lovely peaceful Shrine that sat on top of the Waterfall. Their Mother said they would move because of the Night Watchers, the creatures as a child she called the Monters. They could mine for the shiny bone to make weapons to kill the Watchers.

  It was all her fault of course, she insisted they keep going, they keep traveling West. He was hesitant, maybe deep down he knew. Maybe he knew what the eventual cost would be, somewhere inside. She knew nothing but her impulsive stubbornness. She was determined to find them, the Bones. Oh..and she did and now there is nothing left. The Bones would be there forever, with the empty home she and Zoan created there.
 
 They stood here so long ago, she and her beloved Zoan. She was still a child, he not much older really. They held each other's hands and swore together they would never forget this place, their childhood home. No matter what happened, they would always remember this moment. And so she does, how could she ever forget. She laughs bitterly remembering also there was the first troubles with Ado that night, as he watched them jealously. They were both innocent, and knew nothing of the things Ado suspected.
 Ado, her oldest brother, obsessed with her since she was not even five years old. He was gravely injured by one of the Watchers, or was it a lion, she couldn't remember it was so long ago now. He dreamt fitfully while healing from the sickness in his wounds. One of the dreams was of her, as the Forest Goddess, it was then he decided he would worship her, that she belonged somehow to him. In her childish mind she thought it wonderful, it meant presents and being spoiled even more that she already was as an only daughter. But as she got older, it became more confusing and he started to scare her with his intensity. He would take her inside away from the others and ask her question after question, did she love him, what did she feel for Zoan. He would look at her like an animal watches its prey. He pestered her constantly, wearing her down, until finally, she started to believe she belonged only to him. He put ideas and thoughts into her head that shouldn't have been there yet. She started to have precocious feelings that she didn't know what to do with, but he did. 

 They traveled, she and Ado to the Stoneshapers, and her ideas of the world changed forever. There were other people, different from her family, and, despite what she was told, friendly and very kind. It was then that she made friends with Quarr and Vallo, and their family. It was a wonderful time until the end, until Ado started in on her again, with the questions and the demands. Of course she loved him, of course she felt the same as he did by then. But it wasn't enough, and so she was sent home, which by then was Skyreach. Where Zoan and her other brothers worked to create the beautiful yet stark city on the mountaintop. 

 Ado stayed on with the Stoneshapers, and she got to know her other brothers better, as Ado had bullied them in the past to stay away from her. The spell he had cast on her fell away and she became somewhat innocent again. In her innocence she believed she could love everyone, she still believed that. It was her only answer to the situation she was in. In trying to love them all she caused many problems. Zoan became increasingly distant from her and that was the hardest of all. 

 And then Ado came back, with his manipulation, she started to fall under his spell again, this time she was older and the games became powerful and passionate. Their father had a house built finally for just herself and her sister Freya, who was still young and somehow shielded from the pressures Cita faced. None of the brothers could come in unless invited. It gave her some of her power back. That was something she lost with Ado. It all came to a conclusion that fateful afternoon, when Zoan saw her and Ado kissing. The look on Zoans face was another thing she would never forget. She couldn't bear it, and so she ran, from embarrassment, frustration and overwhelming sadness. Her father came to bring her home from the Rolling Plain, and Ado left for the Stoneshapers again.

 And so she chose Zoan, much to the anger and amazement of the other brothers, especially Ado. It was then that Ado started to sleep, longer and longer. She and Zoan made a life together and had many children, most died of the sleeping sickness, especially the rare daughters. To this day, she does not know if it is a curse of the Mountain Goddess, this lack of daughters for the Moonkin. Of course, her mother had only a handful herself, only she and Freya survived. Zoan continued to be her rock, especially when the sleeping sickness took their children. He always had faith in the future, and so she would go on, for him and with him.

 It might have been having a child with Rufus that brought it on. One day, her brother Rufus asked if she would have a child for him. Her strange but loveable brother Rufus. She was shocked as she had never considered him in that way. She had always thought of him with Freya, but it seemed that was not to be. And so she talked it over with Zoan and while both felt odd about it, the numbers of Moonkin were so low, and she was the only other female. And so after a time the child was born, but never woke, but she came to love and understand Rufus more. It was then that Zoan slept more and more.

 Of course Rufus is dead now too, killed by Asher. Her youngest brother Asher Bluesword, or as she affectionately calls him Asher BigMouth. She is so angry at him right now that if her father hadn't stopped her, she might very well have killed him. She is glad her father stopped her, as she loves Asher too. And so she sits by the lake, wondering if her mother is right, if the spirits of her beloved brothers and children are in the lake. She longs to join them, it isn't fair that she has survived, and they have all gone on. She thought about letting one of the beasts surrounding Moonglade kill her, but then the thought of her three sons came to her. Her three beautiful sons, who are traveling around on their great adventure in their grand leather hats with the feathered plumes. The thought of them makes her smile and so she can go on. But she must get away from here for awhile, from the sadness. If she stayed here she would surely kill Asher and she can't do that. If she goes away for a while she can heal and start again. It would be what Zoan would want her to do.
 
Losse, 98 - Afternoon, hr 9    
With a feeling of both hope and melancholy she listened as Aos told her Cita had passed this way with the body of Zoan before heading to Moonglade. She could not look in the eyes of one of the sons she had cast aside so many years ago. She felt both shamed, but also depressed in that her sons seemed to have no discomfort in their new home..that they would not be Returned. They had chosen their path..and it depressed Snowe.

No one else seemed to wish to speak with her at this home of the Stoneshapers. She wondered where they all were, so few out her at their home. Were they really such a threat to Skyreach as she thought they might be? Nevermind that thought..she told herself..I must return to Moonglade..
 
Losse, 98 - Evening, hr 10    
Again, it was warm rain on her skin that was acting as the harbinger of fateful events. She had fallen asleep, plagued by nightmares of her recent past, her sense of guilt preying on her mind as soon as she had closed her eyes, even though she didn't know what exactly she could have done differently, better. She almost felt like a will-less figure in the most cruel game, hopelessly lost, no matter which decisions she would have taken.

Before closing her eyes to sleep, she had eventually started to feel a little bit better, seemingly already having cried all tears her body could come up with on their way here. It had astonished her to meet her brother Quarr with Elisa and Lamier at the lake, she had thought they would have traveled further south several days ago. But despite the oddity of the situation, despite the facts that Elisa was Tasir's former bondmate, Lamier their son and that the tide of events had begun to unfold when Elisa and Quarr had fallen in love with each other, it really had felt good to be with them.

In Quarr's and Elisa's company, she and Tasir at last didn't have to feel like outcasts any longer, for they shared the same fate that had lead to such unfortunate events in the end. In their company, finally the underlying feeling of being in danger had vanished and she could even allow her lips the faintest of smiles at Elisa's jokes. To her own surprise, she discovered she actually liked the woman who had caused Tasir such pain. But how could she judge Elisa for the same thing that had happened to her? It seemed all of them were merely victims, unable to prevent any of the occurrences.

After spending the afternoon with Quarr, Elisa and Lamier, she had hoped to find some peace when sleeping in Tasir's arms. But she had been wrong, again. The cold, accusing gaze in Elek's blue eyes which had once been so full of love haunted her in her dreams. And when Ennea appeared in her dream, the feeling of missing her daughter whom she herself had left behind was so overwhelming that it dispelled her fitful sleep.

Slowly opening her eyes, her eyelids weddened by the rain, she first believed in an illusion of her bleary mind that had still not broken free from the terrible realm of her dreams. But even after blinking several times, she was still there. Ennea. Standing right in front of her, only a few steps away, the contures of her slender body blurred by the rain. Without consciously wanting it, her lips quietly formed her daughter's name.

Not even hearing what Quarr was telling her, without really knowing what she was doing, her body raised from the large rock that had been their resting place for the night and tried to move towards Ennea, ignoring the pain in her still not healed leg, her arms longingly stretched in her daughter's direction. The unavoidable thing happened when she tried to shift her body's weight on the injured leg and she stumbled backwards, sinking back on the rock with resignation.

It seemed like the most terrible torture to see her daughter so close after having missed her so incredibly much, but yet not being able to reach her, pull her close, embrace her and tell her how much she loved her. This scenario could have been born right out of one of her nightmares, punishing her for things she could not have been able to change.

Shortly afterwards, Elek arrived. It was the weirdest gathering possible, seven persons whose lives were entangled in such a twisted way that it almost was a necessity by nature that their meeting wouldn't last long. He didn't speak a single word to her and the coldness in his eyes even seemed to have increased. She could almost feel it on her skin, on her face, and yet was unable to say or do anything, not even when a short glimpse of something else flared up in his eyes.

And Ennea didn't even seem to want to look at her, averting her gaze and walking away to stand next to Elek, putting her arms around him demonstratively, increasing her pain even more by showing her openly what she wouldn't get any longer. "Di-di and I are going to find a new place to live... I think we should go south again, di-di."

Then Ennea's head turned to look at her, a hint of what had been in Elek's eyes now also in hers when she started to speak. "It's good to see you again... I didn't know where you had gone before di-di told me. Di-di is coming with me to find a good place to stay. So I can raise a family of my own, when I find a ... a mate."

Ennea's quiet voice broke down completely at her last words and even though her daughter's gaze wandered towards the ground quickly to hide her tears from her, she had seen them, felt the pain as if it was her own and felt like dying inside. As if the situation hadn't been atrocious enough in itself, she knew that Ennea also had had feelings for Tasir, she had noticed how her daughter's body had reacted whenever Tasir had been near. After Vinnet had refused to be Ennea's mate, now she, Ennea's own mother, stood between her daughter and the next man she had chosen. Eteni truly had to be the most ferocious spirit of all to create a situation of such cruelty, breaking their weak souls like branches in the storm. If only she had died when trying to!

"I hope... that you will be very happy... mou-mou", her daughter added quietly, still without looking at her and she couldn't suppress her own new tears any longer, shaking her head quickly before replying hoarsely: "I will never be truly happy without you."

Finally, the Great Spirit must have felt pity for her tortured soul and Ennea did what she hadn't dared to hope. She walked towards her, sitting down right in front of the rock, close enough to be within her grasp, continuing to speak with a low and weak voice. "I'm going to find a mate... somehow. And raise a good family. I'll visit."

A new wave of tears swelled out of her body at her daughter's valor and she wound her arms around Ennea tightly, stroking over her back, crying together with her, her entwined bodies shaking in shared sobs. She was barely able to speak, her voice only a cracked and muffled breath of air. "I sure you will find a mate and be the best mou-mou to your children, my dear. You are a wonderful young woman, please never believe anything else. You make me so proud and I love you more than I can say, Ennea." Pressing her lips on her daughter's forehead, her voice went down to an even more quiet whisper. "I will always love you, my dear daughter, no matter what. I will carry you in my heart and be near you even when I not with you... that bond between a mother and her daughter will always be there."

She felt Ennea's lips on her cheek and could only thank the Great Spirit for her daughter's foregiveness on that trembling little shadow that was left of herself. In a weak attempt to do something, anything, she offered her daughter food for her further travels, even though Ennea had said she wouldn't need it, had enough herself. Yet she took the fish placed in her pale hands by her mother. Whispering "I love you so much, Ennea", she kissed her daughter's cheek and pulled her close once more.

Ennea didn't tell her that she loved her in return, but she had already gotten more than she deserved. She knew the moment would pass soon, but she didn't want it to stop, didn't want to let go of her daughter. So she tried to lengthen the moment by quietly asking "So, you... you will stay east of here?" Her daughter simply nodded, answering: "I think so. Stay by the river..."

At the mention of the word river, a short remembrance of Tasir and her kissing at the underground river in the mine flushed through her mind and made her feel like the last bit of life in her body had just deceased. Yet she forced herself to speak with her cracked voice, the contortion of a smile on her face, even though the life in her eyes was fading away in that very moment. "Yes, rivers are nice and very calming... it certainly a nice place there."

Some moments later, Ennea's arms sank down as she walked towards Elek and suddenly she felt cold, so terribly cold. As if she was far away and not in her own body, she heard herself repeat the directions Ennea would have to take if she should ever want to visit her. Then Elek and Ennea left, a short sob from one of them all that was left.

And then she cried as if she hadn't known what crying was before.
 
Rosa, 98 - Midnight, hr 1    
Excepts From a Silk-Bound Manuscript

Page 5 Rosa, 98

Aunt Rose told me why my chest has been hurting. She said that I was becoming a strong  Noljeni woman and that I would soon have a big chest like hers. She also said that my hair would get long and normally I would not think she was telling the truth, but if my chest can grow than maybe my hair can too! I still cry a lot and Aunt Rose says that is part of being a woman too. I do not think I like becoming a woman if it means you cry a lot and your chest always hurts, but it also means that I will get beautiful and maybe if that happens people will start to like me more. One day I hope that a boy will like me the way that Aunt Rose likes my Uncle Tereth. I sometimes don't like my Aunt Rose when I see her with him, and I do not know why because Aunt Rose is nice to me.

Aunt Rose wanted to make me pretty so she wet my hair and braided it. It made my hair very wavy and a pretty woman came here in light came and said I was pretty as well, but I think she just said that so that I wouldn't cry. I wish adults didn't lie all the time. I wonder if I'll lie a lot when I become a woman like Aunt Rose. I don't think I'll want to.
 
Rosa, 98 - Sunrise, hr 4    
Green eyes and I started to pull a bunch of stringy things from the ground that was not covered in snow. Using the hard ground, we helped one another make a little Kis.

We miss her. She has to come back to name the others.
 
Rosa, 98 - Evening, hr 10    
The young hatchling sat, entranced, before the large oven in the granary. His webbed hands on his knees, with an inordinate amount of patience for one so young, he watched as the meat roasted slowly over the flames. One of the old ones, she had asked if he was hungry. He was, but more in the way of hungry to taste, to see how the meat turned out, to see how the slimy fat and fish scales felt as they slid down his throat. He'd already stuffed himself over the past year, trying nearly everything he could find. He loved the squashiness of the brown yams, and the sweetness of the honey he took from the combs. But especially delectable were the fish the pure white flesh that his mother had shown him how to bake within the oven, that wonderful beloved thing.

Thoughts filled his mind, more pictures than words. Splashing of fish in rock pools, the cool spray of the waves as they washed over the shorerocks. The dark jagged lights against the night sky, cracked with loudness. The world was full of wonder, and with the insatiable curiousity of the young, Koli was determined to taste it all.
 
Rosa, 98 - Evening, hr 12    
He watches his Di and Amica walk off into the mines, with a frown.  As he hears Hele call out his name he turns and moves over to her quickly.

"Hele ok?"

Not getting a response, he turns and looks down where Amica had gone, the rage returning.  If she was left to her self she would keep hurting Hele, saying mean things about her and picking on her.  That was something he just couldn't allow.  Amica had caused him too much pain and now she was doing the same to poor Hele.  Amica had said she didn't care what he did to her, but he would prove her wrong.  She would care, for what time she had left he would make her scream.

He took out his axe, feeling the strength of it in his hands. He would wait, wait until she had gone off alone, wait until his Di and Mou were asleep.  Wait....
 
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