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MORNINGS ARE SUCH A BEAUTIFUL THING. Sometimes Sai'eyla can't tell which one she loves more, the night or the day.
In the forest, the light would filter through the canopy of trees and branches onto her hammock, casting the world around her in hues of green and gold. She would rise each day, earlier than the others and find a special peek in the mountains near her home where she could sit and reflect.
It was a moment when everything seemed to pause and breath alongside her, where she could feel everything all at once.
The sounds of jungle waking up filled her ears– the distant calls of the animals near, the rustling of leaves, and the soft hum of the bioluminescent plants as they dimmed with the daylight were all so beautiful, it made her heart full and overflow.
Sometimes she would sit by the clear streams of water, close her eyes and breath. Everything was real, it was there, all around her.
In the stillness of the morning, it was almost as if she could near her great mother's heartbeat.
When she fled to the Metkayina, nothing had changed. Sai'eyla still looks at the morning with the same amount of affection she would do in the forest, only this time their was room for learning and growth.
The ocean beyond her presented new opportunities, ones she wasn't given back in the jungle and mountains.
Instead of sitting near the streams, she casts her feet out onto the water, feeling the pulse of the waves, the sea life beneath her and feeling the beat of the ocean.
She's given the opportunity to watch as the life around her lives in harmony she's not yet familiar with and how everything around her is so connected.
Yet she cannot enjoy these mornings like she used too when their is a aggravating voice lingering in the back of her mind, talking about nonsense that is not meant for the mornings. Oh how she wishes she could just—
"Aonung willingly approached me yesterday. He said something another your long lost siblings moving to town?" She never really listened to anything the chief's son said because all that boy ever does is speak nonsense, so she only caught half of his sentence.
Now unfortunately, the metkayina were navi of routines and structure–they started their mornings early, far earlier than her's and went to bed early, leaving no room for mishap or anything else. It was just the way they lived and Sai'eyla understood that so she never says anything.
But none of that will ever explain why L'reyna is standing above her, peering down with confusion at her as if she did not just break into her marui.
The girl was a experienced free diver in the clan, one of Tonowari's second hand, the only women in his close knitted group. The only reason she wasn't there that day when the Sullies had arrived was due to her making her round on the nearby villages of the Metkayina.
