As Tsireya and I sat together; her admiring the eclipse as I sharpened my dagger, a pleasant silence settled between us. The village behind us was alive, awake as the villagers finish their day, despite this the sound of the waves crashing against the stones and the soft shift in the wind was still loud to everyone.
As I shifted my blade, I lifted my eyes for a moment to my younger sister, noting her timid fiddling with the necklace clung to her neck.
"What's wrong?" My voice broke the silence as I lowered my blade, shifting my attention towards my little sister.
she dropped her necklace and hugged her knees, "somethings going to change, I can feel it."
Her statement confused me, and yet I suddenly agreed, things were going to change, drastically. And soon.
"Well, maybe we should worry about that when the change comes." I spring to my feet and hold out my hand for her to take. Behind me, the sky fell to eclipse.
Tsireya took my hand and I pulled her up, as she settled on her feet she spoke, "race you to the bottom." And she dove past me off the dock, into the water.
I scoffed and jumped after her, signing cheater before swimming as fast as my body allowed.
Although she had a head start, we both reached the bottom simultaneously, stilling under the water and looking around at the illuminated world under the surface. The true beauty of my village never ceased to amaze me.
I wonder what the rest of the world looks like, is it as beautiful as this? Tsireya signed to me, before I could answer she began her incline back to the surface.
I rolled my eyes and kicked off the bottom, the sand creating a small cloud as I began shooting up towards my sister and the surface.
As I broke the surface I began speaking to Tsireya, "I hope to see it with you one day, I'm sure the world is just as beautiful."
She smiled at me as we walked out onto the sand. We walked in silence towards our home—mother and father, as well as An'nung. Father pet my back before turning to mother. Their affection for each other behind closed doors was adorable, disputed being the leaders of our clan, so stoic with the people, then when away they were like a freshly married couple. Something I loved for them but never saw for myself.
As I sat with my brother he launched into a story about his friends, and what they got up to today. Hearing him talk made me smile, although I disregarded the fact that the subject was something mother Eywa would frown apon. Tsireya shook her head and rolled her eyes at his story, outwardly disagreeing with his actions of the day.
This was my family, and how I loved them.
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High Tides ||Neteyam Sully||
FanfictionBorn a warrior, Akeey grew to be just that, exceeding the expectations set by her father and proving to him she was strong. But will that change as a new family arrive, or will she simply prove herself more?
