As the child who became the metkayina's burden, she felt nothing but shame.
As the child of Toruk Makto, he felt nothing but worry.
Two separate paths intertwine and forge a new way to eywa. The way of water.
Swing in the trees, swim i...
For better, for worse. For richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death.
Vows from one lover to another. Broken promises made by the sky people. They know nothing of loyalty. They kill the one who bestows them with everything.
They have no great mother to cherish them, for sickness and in health, they are left with nothing but death. For it's all they know of.
I have not felt love from a parent, a stranger, or a friend. Sometimes I think eywa has been punishing me for I'm a product of betrayal and heartache.
Two Na'vi's promised to each other, destined to lead their clan. Yet in anger one seeks out pleasure from another. Both hazed on raw emotions, forgetting the consequences.
That is how I came to Pandora. My mother fell by his charms, both drunk on pettiness and liquor. After that night occurred, he left her for his true love. The future Tsahik of our clan. The woman was foolish to believe that the soon-to-be olo'eyktan would leave his betrothed for her. As punishment, she'll suffer motherhood and bare an illegitimate child to raise.
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When news had spread, the clan shunned the woman. Seeing her as an outcast and abandoning all hope for Ayakiri. She hid in her sister's home until she gave birth to her child. Both wailed all night, strangers side by side.
Everyone blamed Ayakiri. Believed she bewitched the innocent man to betray his lover who'd carried their future successor.
Time passed and the woman became insane. She only felt anger toward the baby. For the newborn had made her the villain. As she stood over the cradle, the child slept. Hovering over, she carried a dagger, aiming at the heart. In an instant, she plunged the dagger into the heart... of her own.
Stumbling, she screamed in pain, and she pushed the knife in further. Falling to her knees as blood oozed out of her. Voices blurred in her head as she watched her sister running in panic. Every Navi felt warmth as great Eywa came closing in, returning what was once hers. She led her children and smothered them with love. Ayakiri shivered. Nothing but the touch of the cold air. She committed a great sin, a slap to the face to Eywa.
Her soul was gone; she lost her way home to eywa.
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