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+ | Through the reflected light humans and foxes walk out, side by side. There he is, father of a goddess, Doites the Chief. There she is, mother of a goddess, Hyeska the Warrior. There he is, once-challenger of a goddess, Kthuntes the Rival. But even as all the people walked through and Iiskana and Siio have ceased their summonings, Tethnde the Mournful continued on. | ||
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+ | “Vonden, father of a traitor; Floria, mother of a traitor; Mnes, mentor of a traitor; Beivya and Beivyan, twin scouts that raced the summer wind - ” | ||
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+ | Her voice resounds through the world, weaving this world together with the one that was left behind, and the world fell silent for her. | ||
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+ | As her tears, drops of diamonds, fell upon the mirrored earth, there, figures start to appear, with limbs of reflections and bodies of sea mist. And slowly, slowly, gilded by the everlasting omnipresent Light, their forms are fixed, their bodies become human, and their eyes open. | ||
+ | Vonden, father of Tethnde. Floria, mother of Tethnde. Mnes, Healer-Mentor to the village. Beivya and Beivyan, twin scouts who ran faster than summer wind. And all the others. All those who were lost. All those who were left behind. | ||
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+ | Siio jumps down amongst the people, nuzzling them curiously. It speaks to them of the new world, of villages and rivers and forests. Of home. Iiskana holds out her hand to Tethnde, who takes it. And as they join their minds together, the island shakes, and rises to become a ship that shall carry the people across the sea. | ||
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+ | The three gods lead their people on one final journey. Iiskana teaches them the ways of this land, the habits of beasts and plants. Siio queries them with no answers but giggles. Tethnde and them trade tales of the past. Doites and Hyeska listen to them attentively, quietly learning, evaluating. Kthuntes absorbs the knowledge, never wanting to be behind. Vonden and Floria tend to the need of the people, keeping track of time when there is no longer night. Beivya and Beivyan scout the land in front, always wanting to see things with their own eyes first, before hearing about them. Phai the Hatted Red Fox leads the march of the foxes, chimes hanging from its large conch hat jingling all the way. Zhethnti the Restless Grey Fox darts from shadow to shadow, always alert. | ||
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+ | On their journey, Tethnde recreates Ronvi the Loyal Hound that once accompanied her through her journeys, while Iiskana gifted Siio a Lazy Dog, Thunta. Siio flew around it three time before it landed and jumped over it with a laugh. Wearily Zhethnti regards them both, as Phai walks boldly beside them. | ||
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+ | As the people arrived at the site by the river, the gods proclaim to the humans: “Here, Liinus shall rise and be joyful.” And joyful the people are, as their cheers rise up to meet the clouds. | ||
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+ | Siio leads its foxes away, to their own promised land. There it gives all the foxes wings, for such would be the right thing to do. Each gains wings in accordance to their colours. As Siio’s are of sparrows, brown and patterned, Phai’s are those of parrot’s, vibrant red, and Zhethnti’s are those of a hooded crow. | ||
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+ | The villages grow under the tender gaze of their gods, beneath the Eternal Day. | ||