𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 || 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙧

𝟎𝟎𝟐. 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐭

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"The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:

The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.

The moon on my left and the dawn on my right.

My brother, good morning: my sister, good night."

Hilaire Belloc

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Namor's POV

His dreams were plagued with sweet songs and blue-green wisps of smoke.

Every waking moment, he was thinking.

Every evening he would find himself at that same spot, just to hear her sing again.

She had consumed every aspect of his mind, like a spell.

"Le hechicerar"

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Nawira's POV

Nawira walked on the beach, her sandals slapping against the sand. She found her favorite spot and sat down, feeling the comforting solidness of the boulder at her back and the familiar smell of sea spray and salt. She did not carry her guitar today, instead, she came to watch the sunset and think. 

As she watched the sun's rays melt into the shimmering water, she thought of her life before. Before everything happened. She remembered how much her mother loved the beach, and how her sister loved sunsets. She remembered how her father would take her to the shore, to see how the waves glowed in the moon's silent light.

Then, she felt someone watching her. Nawira looked over the waves and saw those same piercing eyes that always watched from afar, never coming closer. 

Today, though, it seemed that the mysterious watcher was prepared to reveal themselves. The eyes disappeared under the waves after a few moments. At first, she thought they had gone away, back to wherever they came from. Then as the last of the sun's golden light disappeared beneath the waves, a man emerged from the water. Droplets of water rolled off his golden skin. He was covered in jewelry, from jade earrings to a beautifully decorated broad collar resting on his shoulders. Nawira couldn't help but notice the snow-white wings on his ankles and how his ears were pointed at the ends, like arrows pointing to the sky.

They studied each other silently for a few seconds before Nawira finally decided to speak. 

"I was beginning to wonder when you'd come and say hello," she teased. 

A slight smile tugged at the man's lips. "So you could see me," he said.

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Namor's POV

"What's your name?" she asked.
Namor chuckled. "You aren't going to ask who I am? Where I'm from?"
Thw woman shrugged. "It's not my business. I don't have to know,"

"Those on land call me Namor," he answered, his eyes never leaving hers. "And you?"
The woman's gaze drifted downwards as if remembering something that she'd rather forget. "I have been called many names in the past," She looked back up at him. "But my friends called me Nawira, " There was a hint of sadness in her amber eyes. 
"So what should I call you?" he inquired.
"Nawira. I'd rather not be referred to by my..." she hesitated. "Other names," 

Namor watched as the woman got lost in her thoughts for a moment, her eyes filled with remorse. He wondered what had happened to her in the past. She then looked up at him. "You must be tired of just standing," She patted the sand beside her. Namor hesitated for a second before sitting down, decided there was no danger sitting next to her.

There was a comfortable silence as they both watched the ocean. Namor broke the silence and asked a question

" Tell me, ki'ichpanech, where are you from?"
Nawira sighed quietly. "A land across the sea," she answered. "A land of golden coasts. A place I can never return to,"
"Why?" he asked.
She smiled ruefully. "That is a story for another time, atsiaƒu me ame,"
Namor looked at her. The faint moonlight made her bronze skin glow, making her look even more beautiful.
He stood up, turning to her. "I am sorry, but I must go," he said. "I hope to see you again soon, le hechicerar, "
She smiled. "Likewise, Namor."

Namor dove back into the ocean, his heart filled with joy.

He had finally found her.

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translations
Le hechicerar - the socrerss
Ki'ichpanech - pretty girl
atsiaƒu me ame - man of the ocean
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author's note

hey bestiesss!
I have finally managed to give you another chapter. I've been so busy with school and I haven't gotten time. I'm happy I was able to do this though.

And yeah unless you haven't already guessed, Nawira is Ghanaian :)

also 1K READS???? BYE I LOVE Y'ALL SM 💗💗

Judaa