When a seemingly lifeless boy is saved by a girl.
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Ma'vona was once a beloved member of the Kame'tire clan, known for their profound understanding of Pandora's flora and unparalleled healing skills. Their expertise was so great that they could heal...
♪ Rainforest Whispers by Pinar Toprak ♪ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Chapter Thirty-Four: Awakening of the Evil
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I felt the room vanish, suddenly swallowed by a warm, golden light, and my ears now held the soothing hum of the insects and wind. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and before me was the forest—my forest. The towering trees of my village stood tall and vibrant, their leaves swaying gently in the breeze. I could feel the soft warmth of hands cradling me, their touch familiar and safe.
A soft, babyish chuckle escaped my lips. "Neteyam!" A deep, familiar voice called my name, filled with love and pride. It was my father, Jake Sully.
He held me above him, his strong hands protective yet gentle, as the clan gathered around us in a circle, their arms draped over one another in celebration. I saw my mother, Neytiri, standing nearby, her eyes glistening with joy. She brought her fingers to her lips, smiling so wide it lit up her entire face as she gazed at me.
But just as quickly as the warmth enveloped me, it was torn away. My small frame was no longer cradled; instead, I found myself standing. I was a kid now. I was with my brother and sister, their youthful excitement lighting up their faces as they stood beside me. My father lowered his body, his hand steady as he marked the measurement of my height with a knife against the thick bamboo that contained our old markings. My siblings watched the line with wide eyes and awe, as though it were a milestone worthy of celebration.
The scene shifted again.
And now, I was a teenager, my body taller and stronger than in the fleeting moments before. My siblings and I stood side by side at the edge of a jagged mountain cliff in secret, the wind whipping against us as we gazed down at the sprawling chaos of a massive skyship. The sky people were here. Their machines churned and roared, tearing into the earth with merciless precision as they constructed a partition. They were here, and I felt the weight of their presence like a storm looming on the horizon.
