Elma. The guiding star
10个月前
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It was cold, like it has always been, but the snowstorm stopped, the sky turned purple and everything seemingly calmed down.
They were in a makeshift tent, all 23 of them, a fraction of the tribe that got separated during the previous snowstorm. Navigation in this snow world had always been difficult and so they always tried not to wander off too far. But this time they did.
Currently the chief was performing the sacred ceremony of passing down his privileges and duties to his daughter. Usually this would've been a great day of celebrations, but this time they didn't even wake the ones who slept. "They'll need their energy tomorrow and the days that follow", said the chief in a frail voice. He was getting old and losing his strength. He could no longer carry the responsibility of the entire tribe on his shoulders and yet he was still willing to...
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