The Eye Of Eywa [𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫]

𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟-001

  ..."WAHH WAHH"

       "Sylwanin!"

               "SYLWANIN!"

   My name is Sylwanin Sully...my mother and father named me after my late aunt. My mother always tells me the stories of her life and how she was a great young woman, destined to become the next tsahik, but torn from the living much too soon. My mother says bearing her name is giving her a second chance to live.

    When I was born, many were there to bear witness to the sight. Cheers and happy tears were seen and heard throughout the forest, but I wasn't born in the image of most young na'vi...I was different. Hair as white as ash and the Lillies that spread among the forest floor. To some, it was a great wonder, a sight never seen before. Others thought it to be some kind of omen, whether it be a bad or good one was unknown to them, I guess time could only tell, but it caused them to be wary.

    Soon the world would bring us Neteyam, second born. Then Kiri, daughter to grace's avatar, a conception unknown but nevertheless a miracle. Then Lo'ak and Tuktirey, making 5 kids in total...6 if you count our stray we like to call 'Spider' .

Spider was too young for cryo so he grew up in pandora and lived his days causing mayhem amongst the Sullys. He was inseparable from the rest of my siblings, but as for me, I could never get attached to him. He reminded me too much of what my family has lost. Especially so since when I looked at him, all I could see was the destruction done on to my people by the hands of his father. I felt guilty for associating his father's sins with him so I could never flat-out hate him, but I didn't go out of my way to make him feel welcome...

        ~ Present (Sylwanin Pov) ~

   The sky people have returned to our homes to destroy and flatten our lands once more. I look down on their human machinery racing through our forests as I ride my ikran, Kaa'ti. It's a train, as my father calls it. Its cargo is unknown to me, but I can only guess that its weapons or more machinery to harm us...to harm the forest...our great mother. I look over at my father as I see him taking down one of the sky people's aircraft, as does my mother as she takes her bow and shoots an arrow into the heart of one of the aircraft's pilots. I join soon after, pulling back on the string of my bow as one of the crafts positions itself to fire among the people below, I let go and watch as the arrow flies into the humans skull.The aircraft nose dives into the ground soon after, with a cloud of smoke and fire soon enveloping the entirety of the hunk of metal and debris.

   I let out a war cry as I take great pride in fighting alongside my people, and my family, as we protect our lands, the lands of our great mother, and the memories of our ancestors. Many others join in with their own war cry as we fly toward the wreckage and loot the remains of their cargo. I stand atop a piece of fallen debris as I watch the other warriors take the guns out of their containers. As I stare at them, I catch a glimpse of my brothers coming into view. I grunted in frustration.