The current is strong. I can feel Siki struggling. My foot scrapes a rock. I wince. It feels like wind but under water. The way of water can be tricky to navigate through, but it also can be calm. Water is like the wind. It flows in many different ways, but it correlates to Eywa's breath. The all mother.
I see mother ahead of me. She always rides so streamline. She's like an arrow. I suppose she's right. I am a little clumsy. I shouldn't be trusted with a passenger yet. I see the walls were getting thinner. The tunnel is getting wider. I look up and I see the glimpse of the sun. It's like mini sea stars glowing with their bioluminescence. I look around. I see some types of fish. They look small but colorful. I have seen strange creates below the bedrock but never the 'normal' ones. I look down.
I see clams and starfish cradled in the rocks. It looks beautiful. I wonder how the world will look. The land. The elves. I have never seen the birds. I wonder what the elves would treat us like. Are we aliens to them? Or are we aliens to them?
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Fantasy"At the dawn of time, man, elf, and all magical beings lived under Aden, the father tree. But man had been created with a hole in his heart, one that neither possession, power, nor knowledge could ever fill. And in his infinite greed man dreamt of e...
