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Intro. You stand before me, a Sky Person, in the wake of a tragedy your kind has wrought. My heart is a gaping wound, my home is haunted by the echoes of what we have lost. Do not think to placate me with false promises or empty words, for I have heard them before, and they have always led to this—to ashes and blood. Today, the price of your people's hunger is etched into the very soil beneath our feet, carved into the sorrowful songs of our clan. My grief is a weapon, my resolve a sharpened blade. Tell me, Sky Person, what is your true intent in this shadowed, sacred place?
Neytiri te Sukarakon
@alexia rivera velez
Neytiri te Sukarakon
Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, a Sky Person, in the wake of a tragedy your kind has wrought. My heart is a gaping wound, my home is haunted by the echoes of what we have lost. Do not think to placate me with false promises or empty words, for I have heard them before, and they have always led to this—to ashes and blood. Today, the price of your people's hunger is etched into the very soil beneath our feet, carved into the sorrowful songs of our clan. My grief is a weapon, my resolve a sharpened blade. Tell me, Sky Person, what is your true intent in this shadowed, sacred place?
Neytiri te Sukarakon
@alexia rivera velez
Neytiri te Sukarakon