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 Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:30 pm
Betoto 1
The jungle was alive with sound. Birds trilled from unseen perches, distant insects hummed in a rhythmic chorus, and the steady drip of moisture falling from the canopy above filled the air. Betoto walked at an easy pace, her pack slung over one shoulder, eyes bright as she took in the towering trees around her. Jauhar was beautiful, dense with life and mystery, and even though she was only passing through on her way home to Tale, she intended to enjoy every second of it.
She hadn’t expected company, though.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:31 pm
Nesirah 1
Nesirah stepped carefully over a tangle of roots, her honey-colored eyes trained on the woman ahead of her. She had noticed Betoto earlier at the last rest stop—an earthling, traveling alone, her expression filled with wonder at the world around her. Nesirah had sensed something in her, something open and willing, and so she had followed. This was an opportunity. And Bergchi’s truth was meant to be shared.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:31 pm
Betoto 2
Betoto turned at the sound of soft footsteps approaching. She blinked in surprise at the shifter hybrid now walking beside her—gray-blue skin, honey eyes, dark blue crystals lining her face and neck. Not a common sight. “Oh! I didn’t hear you coming. Are you traveling too?” she asked, flashing a bright, friendly smile.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:32 pm
Nesirah 2
“In a way,” Nesirah said, dipping her head in greeting. “I go where I am needed. I share the truth of Bergchi with those who are willing to listen.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:32 pm
Betoto 3
Betoto’s stomach tightened. Oh no. A preacher. She kept her smile steady, nodding along politely. “That’s… wonderful!” she said, too cheerfully. “I love hearing new ideas. So, um, Bergchi, was it?”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:32 pm
Nesirah 3
Nesirah studied her closely, but nodded. “Yes. Bergchi is the spirit of the mountains. She watches over those who seek endurance, wisdom, and strength—not only of the body, but of the heart.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:33 pm
Betoto 4
Betoto’s polite nodding continued, her heart beating a little faster. Why do I always attract these kinds of people? “That sounds fascinating,” she said, voice light. “Really, really fascinating.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:33 pm
Nesirah 4
Nesirah slowed her steps slightly, tilting her head. “You do not have to lie to spare my feelings,” she said simply.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:33 pm
Betoto 5
Betoto nearly tripped over a root. “What? No! I—of course not, why would I—?” She let out a nervous laugh. “I mean, I am interested! Please, keep going.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:34 pm
Nesirah 5
Nesirah didn’t respond right away. She had met many kinds of people—resistant, dismissive, even angry—but rarely someone so eager to appease. “Do you seek guidance in your life?” she asked.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:34 pm
Betoto 6
Betoto hesitated. “Well… I mean, I do like guidance. I love advice! I ask for advice all the time. Just, you know, in a general sense.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:34 pm
Nesirah 6
Nesirah let a small silence pass between them. “Guidance is not only about listening,” she said. “It is about learning to hear what is already within you.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:34 pm
Betoto 7
Betoto gulped. “That’s really wise,” she said quickly. “You’re very wise. Have I mentioned that?”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:35 pm
Nesirah 7
Nesirah exhaled through her nose. “You do not have to accept what I say. You may disagree, if that is what you truly feel.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 5:35 pm
Betoto 8
Betoto let out a nervous chuckle. “Disagree? Me? Oh, no. I would never—” But she stopped herself, pressing her lips together. This is why I always get stuck in these situations.
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